Wm Shakespeare, Sonnet 18, sung by David Gilmour
On a day that felt like the first day of summer, after a very long winter, this is an entry with my son Nate in mind. He likes Pink Floyd and has seen Roger Waters’ The Wall twice, once at Fenway Park in Boston. This is Pink Floyd guitarist David Gilmour singing his setting of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 18, the summer sonnet.
Shall I compare thee to a Summers day?
Thou art more louely and more temperate:
Rough windes do shake the darling buds of Maie,
And Sommers lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heauen shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d,
And euery faire from faire some-time declines,
By chance, or natures changing course vntrim’d:
But thy eternall Sommer shall not fade,
Nor loose possession of that faire thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wandr’st in his shade,
When in eternall lines to time thou grow’st,
So long as men can breath or eyes can see,
So long liues this, and this giues life to thee.