Shakespeare in Love

"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"


Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou 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 dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest;
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


William Shakespeare




now when will our modern-day Prince Charming(s) ever learn to put together/say these sort of words in front of us sans whining (or being childish in general)?
or as Carrie (Bradshaw, of couse) put it, have we lost our romantic side?