Shall I compare Kumnaa to a summer's day?

Day 555, 03:54 Published in United Kingdom United Kingdom by Bob Boblo

Shall I compare Kumnaa to a summer's day?
He art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But Kumnaa's eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair he ow'st;
Nor shall death brag his wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time he grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives votes to thee.