Saturday, 8 December 2012

Day 169: Winter Heartache


How often has heartache been compared to winter? 'How like a winter hath my absence been/from thee...' 

Here's Shakespeare's sonnet on the theme. 


Sonnet 97 - William Shakespeare

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 every where!
And yet this time removed was summer’s time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;
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.

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