Shall I compare thee to a sweet deity
Thou art more lovely and full of beauty
Even Aphrodite will envy thee
And gorgeous Psyche herself will look ugly.
Sometimes a deity’s face is not her heart,
And often is her charm used for evil
And ev’ry fair from fair sometime start
Declining because of her heart of steel.
But thy eternal beauty shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou own
Nor shall Death drag thy mem’ries to be laid
For thy face and heart, to love both they’re grown.
So long as I know that thou art my friend,
So long will I live with a goddess friend.