Compléter sonnet 18Version en ligne fill in the gaps in sonnet 18 par Sarah Posman 1 winds summer's day life death breathe see the lease eternal of nature's temperate eye May heaven Shall I compare thee to a ? Thou art more lovely and more . Rough do shake the darling buds of , And summer's hath all too short a date . Sometime too hot shines , And often is his gold complexion dimmed , And every fair from fair sometime declines , By chance or changing course untrimmed ; But thy summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st , Nor shall brag thou wander'st in his shade When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st . So long as men can or eyes can , So long lives this , and this gives to thee .