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But thy eternal Summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade, When in eternal line to time thou grow’st. So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. comments a profound meditation on the destructive power of time, the transitory nature of human life and the eternal beauty brought forth by poetry a strong belief in the eternal value of poetry and literature Sonnet 116by Shakespeare Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alt