I am making some changes in my update schedule.
The nun Hwídah has composed this uncharacteristically somber sonnet for your contemplation:
I chanced upon an ancient cache of code:
I tried to keep to Shelley’s unusual (and non-standard) rhyme scheme for the sonnet, but I departed from it in the second-to-last line for poetic reasons. For a language which excels in stealing words from other cultures, English has an appalling lack of rhymes.
* Special thanks to Dan Sutton for pointing out a most embarrassing typo.
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