A Sonnet That I Saved From My SPAM account.


English: Shakespeare's sonnet 1
English: Shakespeare’s sonnet 1 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

From silver account:

You ask me for a sonnet. Ah, my Dear, Can clocks tick back to yesterday at noon? Can cracked and fallen leaves recall last June And leap up on the boughs, now stiff and sere? For your sake, I would go and seek the year, Faded beyond the purple ranks of dune, Blown sands of drifted hours, which the moon Streaks with a ghostly finger, and her sneer Pulls at my lengthening shadow. Yes, ’tis that! My shadow stretches forward, and the ground Is dark in front because the light’s behind. It is grotesque, with such a funny hat, In watching it and walking I have found More than enough to occupy my mind. I cannot turn, the light would make me blind.

This company is into silver and gold bullion. I don’t know what they are up to, but I enjoyed this sonnet so much that I decided I’d share it with you. Enjoy!

Published by Revlang

I am a copywriter and I am committed to making our new technologies understandable to the not-so-very-young generations.

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