Alterations

Or bends with the remover to remove. Within his bending sickle’s compass come; love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks that looks on tempests and is never shaken. Admit impediments; love is not love love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Within his bending sickle’s compass come; but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark admit impediments; love is not love let me not to the marriage of true minds.

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, within his bending sickle’s compass come. Let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every wand’ring bark, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken. Within his bending sickle’s compass come; I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Which alters when it alteration finds, admit impediments; love is not love oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Let me not to the marriage of true minds within his bending sickle’s compass come; that looks on tempests and is never shaken. Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every wand’ring bark, let me not to the marriage of true minds. Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.

But bears it out even to the edge of doom. Or bends with the remover to remove. Which alters when it alteration finds, it is the star to every wand’ring bark, love’s not time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks.