Sonnet 73 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold

Sonnet 73, also known as that time of year thou mayst in me behold
By William Shakespeare

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang

In me thou seest the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west
Which by and by black night doth take away
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest

In me thou seest the glowing of such fire
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourished by

This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong
To love that well, which thou must leave here long



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Writer(s): William Shakespeare, Ed Rex
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