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Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me beholdBY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ( 1564-1616 ) :: That time of year thou mayst in me beholdWhen yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hangUpon those boughs which shake against the cold,Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.In me thou see’st the twilight ofContinue reading “That time of year thou mayst in me behold : William Shakespeare : Sonnet : :”