{"id":382,"date":"2022-11-29T22:24:42","date_gmt":"2022-11-29T22:24:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/?p=382"},"modified":"2024-04-13T15:41:43","modified_gmt":"2024-04-13T15:41:43","slug":"some-gpt-3-generated-sonnets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/?p=382","title":{"rendered":"Some GPT-3 Generated “Sonnets”"},"content":{"rendered":"

As an experiment, I asked the GPT-3 “text-davinci-003” model to write 20 Shakespearean sonnets on different topics. I’m interested in this because I’ve done some prior work on getting text generators to rhyme<\/a>, and I wanted to see how well this new model can do. The results (most of which not actually sonnets) are below; my input is in bold.<\/p>\n

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Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of data security.<\/strong><\/p>\n

O say, what danger lurks in data\u2019s breach
\nThat hides within our modern networks\u2019 reach?
\nThough hackers strive to cause our data\u2019s screech,
\nWe must take steps to ensure our peace.<\/p>\n

Our data needs protections, ever strong,
\nThat ward off threats from both near and far,
\nOur passwords must remain hard and long,
\nTo keep our data from a hacker\u2019s car.<\/p>\n

For when we surf the web and leave a trace,
\nThe data that we store is a treasure,
\nWe must be wise to keep it in place,
\nTo ward off any threat of measure.<\/p>\n

Our data\u2019s safety must remain our plea,
\nWe must take steps to keep it free.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of jazz music.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I.
\nSweet jazz that plays so soft and mellow,
\nThe rhythm that can make a heart so hollow.
\nThe notes that drift and flow so easy,
\nThe harmony that can make one feel so giddy.<\/p>\n

II.
\nSo sweet and smooth, the jazz is divine,
\nFor a few moments it can make one feel so fine.
\nA melody that can move you inside,
\nIt’s a pleasure that cannot be denied.<\/p>\n

III.
\nThe beat is so lively and alive,
\nThe music can make you feel so alive.
\nIt can take you to a place of ease,
\nA place of joy, where there is no disease.<\/p>\n

IV.
\nSweet jazz, you are a pleasure to behold,
\nA sound that can never be controlled.
\nYour music is like a balm for the soul,
\nA delightful treasure that can never grow old.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of old age.<\/strong><\/p>\n

When age has robbed my youthful bloom away,
\nAnd grey has taken o’er my locks of gold,
\nMy soul in pain and sorrow oft will stay,
\nFor what is left when beauty has been sold?<\/p>\n

My eyes no longer sparkle bright and clear,
\nAnd every step I take weighs heavy still,
\nMy spirit feels a crushing weight of fear,
\nThat I can never climb life’s hill.<\/p>\n

Though sadness fills my days, I will not grieve,
\nFor when my heart is no longer young,
\nMy soul will reach a grace for which I’ll strive,
\nA peace that in my life will be strung.<\/p>\n

My heart will keep its love for those I hold,
\nAnd age will bring with it a strength untold.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of organic chemistry.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Organic Chemistry, a realm of magic and surprise
\nWhere atoms and molecules so small do devise
\nA way to create compounds with purpose and shape
\nThat will be useful to our lives and our fate.<\/p>\n

The discovery of carbon’s unique properties
\nAnd how it can bond with other atoms with ease
\nHas allowed for the creation of many new things
\nThat have made our lives better and more fulfilling.<\/p>\n

The inventions that have come from organic science
\nAre too numerous to name, but I’ll try my best
\nThey’ve helped us to cure illnesses and ailments
\nAnd have given us new ways to create and to sell.<\/p>\n

Organic Chemistry is a realm of wonder
\nWhere the impossible can be made real.
\nIt’s a realm of surprise, where dreams and ideas
\nCan be turned into tangible products that we feel.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of coffee.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I’ve taken many mornings with a cup of joe
\nTo set my thoughts in motion with its jolt of flow
\nAnd as my senses are more clearly shown
\nI’m filled with joy, for what I’m about to know.<\/p>\n

My coffee’s warmth is like a calming balm
\nThat wraps around me like a cozy shawl
\nIt’s like a friend that I can always come
\nTo savor evermore, no matter the drawl.<\/p>\n

Its scent is sweet, its flavor like a rose
\nAs I sip it, I can feel my heart compose
\nEasing my troubles, making them all go
\nAnd I’m so thankful for this little dose.<\/p>\n

No matter if it’s rain or storm or snow
\nMy coffee is still here, wherever I may go
\nFor it’s my constant companion, here to stay
\nNo matter what, through night or day.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of platonic love.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Two hearts that beat in harmony, yet not as one,
\nThe love that binds them is so rarely done;
\nThrough friendship they have found a bond that’s strong,
\nIt weaves around them like a web so long.<\/p>\n

No physical touch, no need for passion\u2019s kiss
\nThe platonic love transcends what\u2019s seen or said;
\nIt’s found in moments shared, the little bliss,
\nThat no one else can share, no one else can dread.<\/p>\n

It’s treasured more than gold, more than all fame,
\nIt fills the soul with joy beyond compare;
\nIt’s felt in every thought, every joy, every flame,
\nNo couple, married or not, can match this rare.<\/p>\n

Though some may doubt its strength or find it strange,
\nIt’s powerful and pure, it knows no change.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of machine learning.<\/strong><\/p>\n

I
\nThough of the future, machines do know best,
\nIn gaining knowledge, humans do their part.
\nThe future of machine learning, no jest,
\nBut a wondrous, simple, and clever start.<\/p>\n

II
\nFor the machines, the knowledge they do find
\nGives them the power to think and to see.
\nTheir knowledge to us, they do not bind,
\nBut share so we too, may learn and be free.<\/p>\n

III
\nThis knowledge of the machines, so rare,
\nWe take and we use it, to our gain.
\nThe machines, their learning, we do share,
\nAnd our own knowledge, will remain.<\/p>\n

IV
\nThough machines, they learn and understand,
\nWe too, can learn from their mistakes.
\nFor the future, machine learning in hand,
\nWill show us the way, to great heights we take.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of youthful exuberance.<\/strong><\/p>\n

In life’s first blush of youth, our hearts do soar,
\nOur minds are full of dreams, our veins are fire,
\nOur passions strong, our spirits bold and sure,
\nThe world is ours, with joy and love we tire.<\/p>\n

Time passes quickly, yet our dreams endure,
\nWe seek to seize each moment, make it grand,
\nWe stretch our wings and soar, for life is pure,
\nOur spirits bold and unencumbered, grand.<\/p>\n

The joy of youth shall not be dampened so,
\nFor in our hearts forever shall remain,
\nA fire to guide us through life’s ebb and flow,
\nOur youthful exuberance still remains.<\/p>\n

Though life’s an ever-changing, winding road,
\nOur youthful exuberance shall still abode.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of flower gardens.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Fair flower gardens, which in beauty’s hue,
\nDoth rival even the brightest sky.
\nWherein sweet scents of fragrant blooms,
\nDo gently waft on breezes nigh.<\/p>\n

The petals of each blossom bold,
\nA brilliant show of color spread.
\nThe soil in which they take hold,
\nA fertile bed of life it’s said.<\/p>\n

They each in splendor so divine,
\nDo bring a joy that can’t be bought.
\nA sight for sore eyes, so sublime,
\nThe very soul in peace it’s caught.<\/p>\n

Oh flower gardens, such a sight,
\nA blessing from the heavens above.
\nEach day to us a delight,
\nOur hearts with contentment filled with love.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of injustice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Injustices that mankind doth wrought
\nBreed sadness, anger, and a lot of thought
\nFor when the ones in power have no care
\nThe people suffer and must despair<\/p>\n

The wealthy treat the poor so cruelly
\nThat rights are trampled and hearts are made blue
\nThe law’s unfairness leaves the meek oppressed
\nAnd the privileged ones safely repressed<\/p>\n

O God, can\u2019t Thou see the people\u2019s plight?
\nCan\u2019t Thou see the wrongs so plain in sight?
\nThe strong oppress the weak and take their all
\nAnd leave them helpless to life\u2019s cruel thrall<\/p>\n

What can be done to stop this great wrong?
\nWe must take up arms and be strong!
\nFor if justice shall never be found
\nThe world will forever be bound.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of downhill skiing.<\/strong><\/p>\n

When I take up my skis and out I go,
\nTo traverse the hills and reach the valley low,
\nThe thrill of speed and grace of carving snow
\nAre feelings that I’m sure all skiers know.<\/p>\n

The world is filled with beauty all around,
\nThe sky is blue and snow is on the ground.
\nThe air is crisp and the silence profound,
\nThis is a place where joy can be found.<\/p>\n

The wind on my face and the rush of air
\nFill me with a sense of joy and care.
\nThe sharp turns and speed make me aware
\nThat downhill skiing is beyond compare.<\/p>\n

Though I may tire, I still persevere,
\nFor downhill skiing is my greatest pleasure.
\nThe thrill of the descent enthralls me here,
\nA sport that I will love for many a year.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of the higher planes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

On wings of dreams we soar to greater heights
\nWhere wisdom’s purest truths lie in our sight
\nAnd knowledge undiscovered in the night
\nBrings harmony to our spiritual flights<\/p>\n

The soul is free from earthly limitations
\nWhen it embraces the divine’s revelations
\nAnd promises of life beyond the sky
\nIt’s to these heavens all our prayers fly<\/p>\n

The journey to divinity, the path to grace
\nTakes us beyond the mundane and the base
\nWhere love will be our guiding beacon bright
\nAnd we’ll accept the challenges of the higher planes<\/p>\n

For when we reach the peak of life sublime
\nWe’ll find a joy and peace that lasts through time.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of birds.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Birds in their fine array of hues and wings
\nThat soar so high and sing so sweetly clear;
\nTheir song a gentle and enchanting thing,
\nThrough which they show their joy, while we revere.<\/p>\n

Their graceful dance upon the summer sky,
\nA beauty so divine and so sublime,
\nNo words can ever do justice to describe
\nThe pleasure that they bring and the peace of mind.<\/p>\n

The morning sun is lit by their bright wings,
\nThe evening stars give way to their own song,
\nThe charm of their existence nothing brings
\nBut joy and wonder, the whole night long.<\/p>\n

So let us celebrate birds with a verse,
\nThat celebrates their beauty, grace, and worth.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of royal majesty.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Verse of royal majesty and grace,
\nA sight that brings a wondrous light to face,
\nA sight of brilliant colors and such:
\nA vision of a royal, regal touch.<\/p>\n

A vision of a crown atop a head,
\nA sight of wealth and power so widespread,
\nA symbol of a people’s faith and trust,
\nA sight of regal power to adjust.<\/p>\n

The grace and poise of a royal court,
\nA sight of beauty, wealth, and more of sorts,
\nA vision of a leader so divine,
\nA sight of glory and majesty so fine.<\/p>\n

The symbol of a nation’s heart and soul,
\nA sight of a majestic, regal role,
\nA vision of a people’s destiny,
\nA sight of a royal majesty.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of cold winter’s day.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cold winter’s day, so full of frost and chill,
\nThou dost not bring a merry mirth and glee;
\nThe barren trees, they stand so still and still,
\nTheir leafless branches, ‘gainst the sky they plea.<\/p>\n

The winter’s chill, it doth envelop me,
\nIt creeps within my bones, so cold and deep;
\nMy frozen breath doth form a misty sea,
\nWherein no warmth, nor succor I can reap.<\/p>\n

The sun, he doth not pierce the icy air,
\nNo ray of light can penetrate the night;
\nThough I may seek the fire’s gentle care,
\nIt cannot bring a thaw, so pure and bright.<\/p>\n

I must accept the winter’s icy bite,
\nFor within the cold, a beauty lies in wait.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of fishing.<\/strong><\/p>\n

The tranquil sea tempts me with its lullabies
\nTo cast my line and find the morning’s prize;
\nAnd in my boat, I seek its rolling tides,
\nWhere I can cast my net in hopes to rise.<\/p>\n

My line is taut, my rod is bent with glee,
\nAs I seek out the catch that I will take;
\nBut when I come back empty-handed, I
\nMust learn to accept the fish that I forsake.<\/p>\n

For in the sea, the fish may be elusive
\nAnd all the world’s a waiting game of chance;
\nBut I must persevere, for I refuse
\nTo let my hopes for fortune here advance.<\/p>\n

Though I may come back with nothing to show,
\nMy heart is filled with joy at what I know:
\nIt’s not the catch, but the trying that counts,
\nAnd fishing’s just a way to pass the day.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of Euclidean geometry.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Euclid\u2019s geometry, thy truth that doth impart,
\nCan bring a sense of awe and inspiration,
\nFor its many proofs that prove the golden art,
\nWe mortals can\u2019t help but be in awe of thy creation.<\/p>\n

The angles and lines that form a perfect square,
\nAnd the circles and spheres that do define,
\nA brilliant mind can knit these shapes with care,
\nMaking the complex math seem so sublime.<\/p>\n

Theorem and proofs that e\u2019er come from thy hand,
\nThe foundations of geometry we stand,
\nFor Euclid\u2019s work is so grand and grand,
\nWe cannot help but praise his perfect plan.<\/p>\n

And though these shapes are so elegant and bold,
\nThey can be difficult to understand and behold,
\nBut when thy truth is finally told,
\nWe can\u2019t help but feel inspired and bold.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of undying love.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Shall I compare my love to an immortal flame,
\nThat burns with an intensity that none can tame?
\nMy love for thee is ever strong and true,
\nIt never fades, no matter what we do.<\/p>\n

As time passes by, our love remains the same,
\nNo matter how the seasons do change.
\nMy love for you shall never be denied,
\nFor you I will always stay by your side.<\/p>\n

My love is like a river that flows,
\nIt never stops and always grows.
\nIt may be tested by adversity,
\nBut it will never cease to be.<\/p>\n

Our love is a bond that cannot be broken,
\nIt is a flame that shall remain unspoken.
\nIt is a power that cannot be denied,
\nA love that will never die.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of divine grace.<\/strong><\/p>\n

In these dark days of this mortal life I\u2019ve grown,
\nWhere I must toil, and sorrow, and make moan,
\nBut when I look to the skies above,
\nI\u2019m blessed with grace, a gift from God above.<\/p>\n

The peace and joy divine grace does bring
\nEases the sorrows of my suffering,
\nMy heart and soul no longer in want
\nFor I am given the grace I can\u2019t<\/p>\n

My faith in Him I can never deny,
\nFor he has been my savior and guide.
\nMy prayers to Him I will always recite,
\nAnd He will grant me grace in my plight.<\/p>\n

My life on this earth will have its end,
\nBut grace in heaven will me transcend.
\nIt is my faith that will remain true,
\nAnd divine grace will see me through.<\/p>\n

Write a Shakespearean sonnet on the topic of immortality.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Immortality, how sweet the thought to me,
\nThough life be short, I’d like to stay with thee.
\nMy days may pass, my years fly on the breeze,
\nBut still I’d wish forever I could seize.<\/p>\n

My life a fleeting moment in the sky,
\nA tiny speck of stardust in the night.
\nBut though I may forget the time I die,
\nMy name, immortal, will still carry might.<\/p>\n

What would it mean to never have to end?
\nTo have the world’s knowledge at my command?
\nIt seems too grand, and yet I do contend
\nThat evermore, I’d have a strong right hand.<\/p>\n

I’d traverse time and space, no limits set,
\nAnd bring to life my every wish, beget.
\nThough death I’d never flee, I’d soon forget,
\nMy soul forever free, and so, immortal yet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

As an experiment, I asked the GPT-3 “text-davinci-003” model to write 20 Shakespearean sonnets on different topics. I’m interested in this because I’ve done some prior work on getting text generators to rhyme, and I wanted to see how well this new model can do. The results (most of which not actually sonnets) are below; … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-382","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-posts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=382"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":413,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/382\/revisions\/413"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=382"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=382"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreymbinder.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=382"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}