tell me if you understand what he meant
let me not to the marriage of true mind.
admit impedements
love is not love
when it alters when its alteration finds
or bends with the remover to remove
o no its an ever fixed mark
that looks on tempests and its never shaken
its the star to every wondering back
whos worth is unknown although its height be taken
loves not
times 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 uon me provide
i never write,nor no man ever loved
an excerpt from "marrige of the true mind" by william shake spear.
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