Sonnet 73
(专辑： Seven Sonnets And A Song - 2016)
That time of year thou may'st in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the
cold, Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the
sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the
twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the
west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the
glowing of such fire That on the
ashes of his youth doth lie, As the
death-bed whereon it must expire Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by. This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
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