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Let me not to the marriage of true minds (Sonnet CXVI)

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 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.

-- William Shakespeare
"he had a pretty good grasp on what was what, did the bard"
- Evan

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Blogger Rick said...

Nonsense on stilts.

Love must be earned, and when the earning stops so does the love. Off like a switch!

Either it alters or else it's not love, it's that "alms" stuff the Christians talk about.

7:32 pm, April 06, 2008 
Blogger Andy Moore said...

No, I prefer Shakespeare's definition of love. Love should be selfless, to an extent, and not all about "what's in it for me".

I would hazard a guess that more than just Christians would agree with the bard in this case.

Anyway... good times, we'll see you tomorrow.

9:16 pm, April 06, 2008 
Blogger Rick said...

So much the worse for those who do!

1:42 pm, April 08, 2008 
Blogger Liz Brown said...

They quote this in Sense and Sensibility! So ... in my mind, anyway, it's all mixed up with twisted ankles and pouring rains and other Austen devices. :)

6:21 am, April 25, 2008 

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