Sonnet 116

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”



Published in: on September 1, 2005 at 8:43 pm  Comments (3)  

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  1. 7atta anti ya Nermo..

    Asl el sonnet di shrebnaha shorb last year m3 7abeeb el malayeen Dr. Muhammad Tolba 3ndena fel koleya..

    Bas still, Shakespeare ..y3ny ma2darsh atkalem..

    Regarding ur question.. I think it’s amixture of both.. that is why it’s so magical :).. [I guess]..

  2. Ooooops…ma3lesh ya Nour fakartek belazy mada ;))) bossi I love this sonnet…its special keda ;) are right it is all about MAGIC.

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    I have a works of william shakespeare site. It pretty much covers works of william shakespeare related stuff.

    Come and check it out if you get time :-)–>

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