William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring... (Sonnet 98) - Poem by William Shakespeare

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odor and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew.
Nor did I wonder at the lily's white,
Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose;
They were but sweet, but figures of delight,
Drawn after you, you pattern of all those.
Yet seemed it winter still, and, you away,
As with your shadow I with these did play.


Comments about From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring... (Sonnet 98) by William Shakespeare

  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (4/26/2014 4:49:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 13,954 Points * Sunprincess * (10/6/2012 10:05:00 PM)

    I love spring it is my favourite time of year, with birds chirping
    and honeybees with flowers in bloom..who could ask for
    anything more..beautiful write. :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 10 Points Egal Bohen (3/25/2008 5:58:00 PM)

    Indeed this beauty Will doth scribe, is beauty true
    Such that It casts a shadow 'cross the world that we would view
    That beauty seen by eyes on Earth, takes on cold winter's hues
    Compared to that seen by his heart in summer, loving you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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