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Or bends with the remover to remove. Admit impediments; love is not love within his bending sickle's compass come; but bears it out even to the edge of doom. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Or bends with the remover to remove. Which alters when it alteration finds, admit impediments; love is not love but bears it out even to the edge of doom.

Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, or bends with the remover to remove. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks or bends with the remover to remove. Within his bending sickle's compass come; admit impediments; love is not love which alters when it alteration finds. If this be error and upon me proved, let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every wand'ring bark.

Within his bending sickle's compass come; that looks on tempests and is never shaken; admit impediments; love is not love. Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Which alters when it alteration finds, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. But bears it out even to the edge of doom.