by Midieval Fantasy

Created on: July 04, 2010

Shall I Compare Thee To A Winter’s Night?

(A Parody of Shakespeare's Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day)

Shall I compare thee to a winter’s Night?

Thou art more soothing and more mystic

Rough waters do rock the darken hues of plight

And winter’s embrace hath all too many deathly sick

Sometimes too cool the rays of the moon shine

And often is her ghostly complexion shorn

And every Night from Night she seems to decline

By chance or nature’s natural course she’s reborn

But thy otherworldly winter shall not subdue

Nor lose possession of that mysterious call

Nor shall daylight brag thou give too gentle a hue

When in frozen skies to time thou gently loll

So long as humans can weep or the soul is free

So long lives Night, and this gives peace to thee.

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