August
27
Sonnet 18 William Shakespear
Posted by mayem . Published on 27 August 2009, 4 Comments Received
Let me not to the marrige 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 in every wandering 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 proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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