Sonnet 116
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-fixéd 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 William ShakespeareIm studying literature at the university of Bergen and in my love-poetry class we read some of the most beautifull thoughts on love ever written, which I would like to share some of them with you.
Sto studiando letteratura all'università di Bergen e nel corso di poesie dell'amore leggiamo qualche dei pensieri più belle dell'amore mai scritto che vorrei riportare a voi.
Eg studerer litteratur ved universitetet i Bergen og kurset kjærleiks lyrikk les vi nokre av dei vakraste tankane om kjærleik nokon gong skrevne som eg gjerne vil dele med dykk.
Please let me know if you have some thoughts..
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