Sonnet 97 Quotes

“How like a winter hath my absence been
From Thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen,
What old December's bareness everywhere!”
― William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets

“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.”
― William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets