What beauty we beheld in the soul of the speaker,
what entreaty we saw cast at the sins of the nation,
whose people were victims of political conflaguration.
the sorrow and the wrath in the voice of the entreater,
whose passion made others seem as illegible creatures,
and whose words shook souls amongst the congregation.
So as in rome, with the battle fought without hesitation
we give her the triumph that rome gave the greatest caesar
for who, really, who amongst us has the gall to deny
that none spoke better than she with most Grace
for in her shadow did not the others seem as nothing
as the murky dusk to the noon, the sun glowing in the sky
to be left behind, and looked over, with utmost haste
for such was the glory of Grace Lim Shu Ying
whose people were victims of political conflaguration.
the sorrow and the wrath in the voice of the entreater,
whose passion made others seem as illegible creatures,
and whose words shook souls amongst the congregation.
So as in rome, with the battle fought without hesitation
we give her the triumph that rome gave the greatest caesar
for who, really, who amongst us has the gall to deny
that none spoke better than she with most Grace
for in her shadow did not the others seem as nothing
as the murky dusk to the noon, the sun glowing in the sky
to be left behind, and looked over, with utmost haste
for such was the glory of Grace Lim Shu Ying
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Petrarchan sonnet, rhyme scheme abbaabbacdecde.
Written in commemoration of Grace's outstanding accomplishment in the oratorical competition.
I don't really give a hoot what anyone insinuates anymore. There are no scandals.
-GT
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