recurring thought

It’s been running around my head on and off for months, and we haven’t had a poem for a while, so:

Let us not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediment. 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 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 prov’d,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.

S. 116

5 thoughts on “recurring thought”

  1. Well now I’m going to have to watch Sense and Sensibility on this rainy afternoon. I can’t read this sonnet nowadays without a fix from Kate Winslet and Greg Wise!!
    Any excuse to ignore the housework yet again.
    Many thanks

  2. This took me back. We had to memorise it for O-level English (won’t mention the date!), and I had forgotten how good it was.

    Hope the spirits are keeping up, despite the shortening days!

  3. One for Chris….
    Mathew was awarded the prize for English Literature
    (Proud parents!)

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