Paul Kelly - Sonnet 73 Lyrics






That time of year thou may'st in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day,
As after sunset fadeth in 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 death-bed whereon it must expire
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.





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  1. G.... P....

    That was beyond beautiful. I’m sharing it with a summer enrichment class I’m teaching.

  2. E.... C....

    what a great meeting of the centuries

  3. s.... s....

    Sonnet 73

    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 ruin'd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
    In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
    As after sunset fadeth in 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 death-bed whereon it must expire,
    Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
    This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
    To love that well which thou must leave ere long.


    So poignant... thank you for this .. thank you ...

  4. R.... &....

    Brilliant...

  5. J.... G....

    Anyone know what the girls says as she leaves the table?

    J.... G....

    She says "You're an idiot, dad."

  6. N.... Z....

    brilliant!

  7. G.... ....

    It's nice to see Alice Keath singing with Paul Kelly. And a lovely piece of work too.