Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator | Summary of Sonnet 97 in the Table of Contents | Notes for Sonnet 97 |
1 How like a winter hath my absence been 2 From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! 3 What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! 4 What old December's bareness every where! 5 And yet this time removed was summer's time, 6 The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, 7 Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, 8 Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease: 9 Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me 10 But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit; 11 For summer and his pleasures wait on thee, 12 And, thou away, the very birds are mute; 13 Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer 14 That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. |
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