/annoying pedant mode ON :naughty:
Actually, to be a proper sonnet, one must keep the proper rhythm, meter, and scansion, to wit:
rhythm: the pattern of stressed and unstressed syllables in a line.
meter: the number of feet in a line.
scansion: Describing the rhythms of poetry by dividing the lines into feet, marking the locations of stressed and unstressed syllables, and counting the syllables.
And so, dear Ophie (and Myers, Zvan, Thimbledick, Reed, et al.):
I'll not compare thee to a summer’s day.
Thou art less lovely; more intemperate.
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 xis gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair oft-times declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal rot shall never fade,
Nor lose possession of that foul thou grow’st,
Yeah shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou fade.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, which gives no life to thee.
/annoying pedant mode OFF :dance: