by Romuald Emile

Sonnet 73 1-4

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 14:55:32 UTC

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

Sonnet 5-9

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:22:17 UTC

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.

Sonnets 10-14

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:28:28 UTC

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.

Paraphrasing 1-4

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:36:00 UTC

The part of life that I'm at. My life is slowly ending. It's slowly being shaken away.

Paraphrasing 5-9

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:41:03 UTC

After my life is over death will seal it up and will be separated from earth

Paraphrase 10-14

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:50:23 UTC

Your youth is being eaten by time and age until your body cant last any longer.

Sonnet 15-16

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:54:10 UTC

This thou perceivest, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

Paraphrase 15-16

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 15:55:55 UTC

When your'e dying people love you more because you don't have much time left with them.

Hyper link

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 16:02:41 UTC

http://www.sparknotes.com/shakespeare/shakesonnets/section4.rhtml

Critique

hcps_emilera — 2015-10-16 16:05:08 UTC

http://www.gradesaver.com/shakespeares-sonnets/study-guide/summary-sonnet-73-that-time-of-year-thou-mayst-in-me-behold