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shakespeare-sonnets_97		shakespeare-sonnets_97			.txt	text/plain	119	13	95	XCVII. How like a winter hath my absence been 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 everywhere! 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.	./cache/shakespeare-sonnets_97.txt	./txt/shakespeare-sonnets_97.txt