poet William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare

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Sonnet 98: From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring

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 every thing,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour 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.

Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003
Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 5, 2015

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

  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (4/26/2014 9:12:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out

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  • Egal BohenEgal Bohen (9/11/2007 8:13:00 AM)

    So perfectly you paint
    A loss of place
    To dream
    By seasons flowers
    Of, an absent face

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