In Sonnet 116, William Shakespeare offers a brilliant explication of ideal love. Constant, Unwavering, and Powerful. Forgive me if I'm too poor of a friend to show that.
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:
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 proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Admit impediments. 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 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 proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
"We Should Not Assume, We Should Let Them Know."
I'm Sorry. I love you.
who's javier?
ReplyDeleteas beautiful as that love is, it is only perfect in Him.
ReplyDeletehey this is marrianne dashwood's favorite (in Jane Austen's "Sense and Sensibility"...please...tell me you've seen this)
ReplyDeleteit's also willoughby's favorite.
anyway. i <3 you rach