Sonnet #98 XCVIII.br /br /From you have I been absent in the spring,br /When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trimbr /Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,br /That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him.br /Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smellbr /Of different flowers in odour...
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11/21/08
Sonnet #98
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Cheetah

