Saturday, December 14, 2013
DECEMBER'S BARENESS
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!
—from "Sonnet 97" by William Shakespeare.
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