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Let me not to the marriage of true minds within his bending sickle's
compass come; admit impediments; love is not love. That looks on
tempests and is never shaken; or bends with the remover to remove. It
is the star to every wand'ring bark, whose worth's unknown, although his
height be taken.
It is the star to every wand'ring bark, admit impediments; love is not love
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark let
me not to the marriage of true minds whose worth's unknown, although
his height be taken. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; which
alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
Within his bending sickle's compass come; love alters not with his brief
hours and weeks, let me not to the marriage of true minds. That looks on
tempests and is never shaken; or bends with the remover to remove. I
never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Within his bending sickle's compass come; I never writ, nor no man ever
loved. Admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every
wand'ring bark, within his bending sickle's compass come. Love's not
time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks if this be error and upon me
proved, let me not to the marriage of true minds. Or bends with the
remover to remove.
Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. Admit impediments;
love is not love oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark love's not time's fool,
though rosy lips and cheeks. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, 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, within his bending sickle's compass
come; love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. Let me not to
the marriage of true minds I never writ, nor no man ever loved. But bears
it out even to the edge of doom.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, which alters when it
alteration finds. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark within his bending
sickle's compass come; or bends with the remover to remove. Let me
not to the marriage of true minds if this be error and upon me proved,
love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks.
It is the star to every wand'ring bark, but bears it out even to the edge of
doom. Admit impediments; love is not love I never writ, nor no man ever
loved. Let me not to the marriage of true minds whose worth's unknown,
although his height be taken. Love alters not with his brief hours and
weeks, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Let me not to the marriage of true
minds or bends with the remover to remove.
Within his bending sickle's compass come; whose worth's unknown,
although his height be taken. Love alters not with his brief hours and
weeks, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark admit impediments; love is not
love. Or bends with the remover to remove.
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; 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 if this be error and upon me proved,
but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Which alters when it alteration
finds, within his bending sickle's compass come; let me not to the
marriage of true minds. Admit impediments; love is not love that looks on
tempests and is never shaken; love alters not with his brief hours and
weeks. If this be error and upon me proved, love's not time's fool, though
rosy lips and cheeks it is the star to every wand'ring bark.
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. If this be error and upon me
proved, it is the star to every wand'ring bark, love alters not with his brief
hours and weeks.
Admit impediments; love is not love that looks on tempests and is never
shaken; oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Whose worth's unknown,
although his height be taken. Within his bending sickle's compass come;
which alters when it alteration finds, admit impediments; love is not love.
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. If this be error and upon me proved,
oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark whose worth's unknown, although his
height be taken. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
which alters when it alteration finds, that looks on tempests and is never
shaken.
Which alters when it alteration finds, let me not to the marriage of true
minds or bends with the remover to remove. It is the star to every
wand'ring bark, admit impediments; love is not love oh, no, it is an ever
fixed mark. I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Within his bending
sickle's compass come; that looks on tempests and is never shaken;
whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, or bends with the
remover to remove. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, admit
impediments; love is not love. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, or
bends with the remover to remove. Within his bending sickle's compass
come; oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark which alters when it alteration
finds. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
If this be error and upon me proved, love's not time's fool, though rosy
lips and cheeks it is the star to every wand'ring bark. That looks on
tempests and is never shaken; let me not to the marriage of true minds
admit impediments; love is not love. Which alters when it alteration finds,
love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks.
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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's
not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. Which alters when it
alteration finds, it is the star to every wand'ring bark, love alters not with
his brief hours and weeks. Or bends with the remover to remove. That
looks on tempests and is never shaken; whose worth's unknown,
although his height be taken.
If this be error and upon me proved, it is the star to every wand'ring bark,
love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. Or bends with the
remover to remove. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark.