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Sonnet 73 William Shakespeare
That time of the year thou mayst in me behold
in meholdbe
time of the year
When yellow leaves,or none,
or few, do hang
leaves leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves
leaves
yellow leavesnone
few hang
Upon those boughs which shake
against the cold,
boughs
coldshake
against
Bare ruin’d choirs, where late
the sweet birds sang.
sweet birdslate
In me thou seest
the twilight of such day
m
the twilightseest
ethou
As after sunset fadeth
in the west,
sunset
west
Which by and by
sun
blackdoth take away
night
set
Death’s second self, that seals up all the rest.
second self
all the rest
black night
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire
me
fire
That on the ashes of his youth
doth lie,youth
ashes
fir
e
As the death-bed whereon it must expire
Consumed with that which it was nourish’d by.
itfirefirenourish’d bywood
old ageashesfire of youth
that well which thou must
leave ere long.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,love more strong
To
leave ere longfi
reashes
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