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The Sonnets by William Shakespeare
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Jul 12, 11

Read from July 07 to 12, 2011

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 takern.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeps
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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