document.write("<strong>Shall I compare thee to a Summer\\\'s day?</strong><br />Thou art more lovely and more temperate:<br />Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,<br />And Summer\\\'s lease hath all too short a date:<br />Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,<br />And oft\\\' is his gold complexion dimm\\\'d;<br />And every fair from fair sometime declines,<br />By chance or nature\\\'s changing course untrimm\\\'d:<br />But thy eternal Summer shall not fade<br />Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;<br />Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,<br />When in eternal lines to time thou growest:<br /><br />So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,<br />So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.");