I love Shakespeare. I always felt out when my friends would whine when the teacher would hand out Hamlet or Romeo and Juliet or Othello, and I would silently cheer in my head! Do you like Shakespeare? (And no, I did not pick this sonnet just because it has "twilight" in it.. but Shakespeare. nice touch. I applaud you :) )
"That time of year thou mayst in me behold"
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 ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth from 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 deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed by that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
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