1. How like a winter hath my absence been
2. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
3. What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
4. What old December's bareness everywhere!
5. And yet this time removed was summer's time;
6. The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
7. Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
8. Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
9. Yet this abundant issue seemed to me
10. But hope of orphans, and unfathered fruit;
11. For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
12. And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
13. Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer,
14. That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
This a Shakespeare Sonnet and it is pretty good. You can find other sonnets here.
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