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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-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring 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.

impediment (noun): something that gets in the way
alteration (noun): change
ever-fixed (adjective): not changing
tempest (noun): storm
bark (noun): the sound made by a dog or fox
sickle (noun): a tool for cutting grass and grain
compass (noun): an instrument that shows directions
writ (verb): past tense of write