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Friday, June 13, 2014

SONNET-116 - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE :FORWARDED BY THOMAS PHILIP

Sonnet 116

Let me not to the marraige 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 tempest 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.

-WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Forwarded by Thomas Philip

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