From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him.
Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell
Of different flowers in odour and in hue,
Could make me any summer's story tell,
Or from their proud lap pluck them where
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Great work on your sonnet :) You've certainly captured a sense of longing with it. I think a lot of people will relate to it. I know I did, and I'm no expert ;)
Let us know how it goes.
Cheers!
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If I could write like that then I probably wouldn't be at drama school!
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Sorry, I meant that it is an absolutely brilliant choice for you! I should have written: "You've certainly captured your sense of longing with that choice". I think that it won't be a tough go to make that one your own, especially considering your upcoming visit at Christmas :)
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