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Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold
A meditation on ageing through late autumn, twilight, and dying fire, ending with love intensified by approaching loss.
十四行诗第七十三首：你在我身上看见暮秋
Poetry
Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
A meditation on memory as a legal reckoning in which old losses are counted again and friendship restores what grief consumed.
十四行诗第三十首：当静思开庭
Poetry
Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
A meditation on beauty, time, and poetry’s claim to preserve the beloved beyond summer and death.
十四行诗第十八首：我可否把你比作夏日？
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The West Brook at Chuzhou
What I love most is the quiet grass growing by the brook, with an oriole calling above it, deep in the trees. The spring tide, bringing rain, runs fast toward evening; at the wild crossing no one is there, and the boat lies athwart of itself.
滁州西涧