Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?

See: Sonnet XVIII

Sonnet XVIII	Shall I Compare Thee to a Dead Portuguese Man-of-War Lying Bloated on a Polluted Beach?	Shall I Compare Thee to a Winter's Night?	The Folly of Being Comforted
Sonnet XXIX	Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.	Adventures in English Literature	The largest number that can be described in 14 words or less
Sonnet CXXX	The Girl from Ipanema	Things that give our life meaning	Boudicca
Pierre-Joseph Proudhon	We Can all Die Like This	June 20, 2012	July 2, 2011
It’s memories that I’m stealing, but you’re innocent when you dream	Gather ye rosebuds while ye may	extended metaphor	Stages of decomposition
The Free Object-Oriented License	Hot day love cliches	The Free License

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