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  • That time of year thou mayst 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 seest the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : William Shakespeare Quotes , Sweet Quotes , Twilight Quotes
  • With these shreds They vented their complainings, which being answered And a petition granted them, a strange one, To break the heart of generosity, And make bold power look pale, they threw their caps As they would hang them on the horns o' th' moon, Shouting their emulation.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : William Shakespeare Quotes , Heart Quotes , Moon Quotes