By William Shakespeare<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
O no! it is an ever-fix\u00e8d mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand\u2019ring bark,
Whose worth\u2019s unknown, although his height be taken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Love\u2019s not Time\u2019s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle\u2019s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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