Sunset , Gunung Ledang
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 dimm'd:
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance , or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
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 thee.
William Shakespeare,
Sonnet 18
This is my most adored of Shakespearean. How absolutely wonderful it is for a man to tell the one he loved that she shall not be compared even to a summer's day for she is lovelier and so much more in beauty and character. And how much more perfect if a husband would perceive his wife in unfading 'eternal summer' for through thick and thin, sickness and health, youth and aged; the husband would still prefers to choose to love his wife for who she is.
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