Shakespearean Variation: Sonnet 123
No, Time, thou shalt not boast that I do change;
though clock rules all, I shall defy its might,
though I must sack dimensions far and strange
that never have been known to human sight.
We look up to the stars and we admire
the ever-ancient that shall not grow old
and yearn for it with craving and desire,
for which great deeds are done and tales are told.
Like demigod of old I shall defy
the mist of future and the chains of past
and never shall succomb to Saturn's lie
but take my life in whole and without haste.
-- Quixotic though this quest may ever be,
Old Time, I shall have conquest over thee.
