What Freezings Have I Felt

Sonnet 97

by William Shakespeare (1609)
Frozen Evergreen

How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!

Ice Trees

What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December’s bareness every where!

Iced Bramble

And yet this time removed was summer’s time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,

Iced Thinker

Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:

Light Snow Tree

Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;

Snowed Leaves

For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.

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