THE COSMO MAGAZINENovember 13, 2026
Art & Literature · Poetry

SONNET 97

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By: 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!

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