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Welcome to my web site, now under development for more than twenty years.   
-- Philip Weller, November 13, 1941 - February 1, 2021
Dr. Weller, an Eastern Washington University professor of English and Shakespearean scholar for more than 50 years.

Shakespeare's Sonnets Navigator Summary of Sonnet 97 in the Table of Contents Notes for Sonnet 97

Shakespeare's 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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