"GM TO GN" is part of PunX - Editions.
"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 ruinâd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seeâst the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Deathâs second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou seeâst the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,
Consumâd with that which it was nourishâd by.
This thou perceivâst, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well, which thou must leave ere long."
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- 販売
- 転é
ðGM TO GNð
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"GM TO GN" is part of PunX - Editions.
"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 ruinâd choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou seeâst the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Deathâs second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou seeâst the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,
Consumâd with that which it was nourishâd by.
This thou perceivâst, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well, which thou must leave ere long."
- 販売
- 転é