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;
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.
this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.作者: yingni 时间: 2011-7-2 06:52
When,in disgrace with fortune and man's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon my self and curse my fate
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope
Featured like him,like him with friends possess'd
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope
With what I most enjoy contented least
Yet in these thought myself almost despising
Haply I think on thee,and then my state
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth sings hymns at heaven's gate
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings
