Sonnet 97

Estrangement and Return

  1. 1 How like a winter hath my absence been
  2. 2 From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
  3. 3 What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
  4. 4 What old December's bareness everywhere!
  5. 5 And yet this time removed was summer's time;
  6. 6 The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
  7. 7 Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
  8. 8 Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
  9. 9 Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
  10. 10 But hope of orphans, and unfather'd fruit;
  11. 11 For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
  12. 12 And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
  13. 13 Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,
  14. 14 That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.