Shall I compare you with another, dear,
As you are now to warm my heart -- no sun
Would shine on me, all rain would be my tear-
Drops flooding lakes and streams until they run
In overflowing grief. Could anyone
Bring happiness to my heart, warm my blood,
As you do every day? If I looked, none
Could step up on the shore out of the flood.
But you will always bring me joyful light,
A life of pleasure, full of love and fun.
My heart fills full of warm blood at your sight --
I marvel at the fortune I have won.
I want to drown within your sun-warmed dew --
To drown's the only way I'll live -- in you.
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