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Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Sonnet 116



Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds
William Shakespeare 


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.


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3 comments:

  1. SusanSeptember 24, 2019 at 7:54 AM

    I love when you post the classics, Joe. Thanks.

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  3. JoeSeptember 24, 2019 at 9:38 AM

    Thanks, Susan.

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