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.
 William Shakespeare, Shakespeare's Sonnets (1609). copy citation

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Author William Shakespeare
Source Shakespeare's Sonnets
Topic love time
Date 1609
Language English
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“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 prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. CXVII Accuse me thus: that I have scanted all, Wherein I should your great deserts repay, Forgot upon your dearest love to call,” source

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