Shakespeares Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summers day

Many thanks to all my subscribers and followers. A reading by Octavia Selena Alexandru. Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare Shall I compare thee to a summer s day Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimmed, And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance, or nature s changing course untrimmed: But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow st, Nor shall death brag thou wander st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou grow st, So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to Instagram: Personal Film Projects: TV, Film, Stage Credits: Video editing for young talents: IMDb: My special thanks go to: The Acting, Dialect Coach, Mrs Julie Austin The Photography Tutors, Roland Pokrywka and Aga King Script supervisor: O. Alexandru Mum Dad Thanks for watching