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No Quiet Find

Sonnet 27 - William Shakespeare Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed, The dear repose for limbs with travel tired; But then begins a journey in my head, To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired: For then my thoughts (from far where I abide) Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee, And keep my drooping eyelids open wide, Looking on darkness which the blind do see: Save that my soul’s imaginary sight Presents thy shadow to my sightless view, Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night, Makes black night beauteous and her old face new. Lo, thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind, For thee, and for myself, no quiet find. _________________________________________ I have always loved Shakespeare adaptions, but never really focused on the actual Sonnets. With this project it's been a pleasure to dive into some masters works, and pull out another piece of art for the world. So many possibilities with technology at our fingers. This Sonnet 27 Hit me really good. I imagined us in a Shakespeare setting and these are synthetic poetic dreams we had.