Transcript x 36 - Florida International University

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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.
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.
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 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.