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Item 1
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Or bends with the
remover to remove. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, which alters when
it alteration finds, let me not to the marriage of true minds. Within his
bending sickle's compass come; oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark love's not
time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks.
Item 2
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the
edge of doom. Let me not to the marriage of true minds within his bending
sickle's compass come; oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Admit impediments;
love is not love. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks it is the
star to every wand'ring bark, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Love alters not
with his brief hours and weeks, let me not to the marriage of true minds
which alters when it alteration finds.
Item 3
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Within his bending
sickle's compass come; admit impediments; love is not love love alters not
with his brief hours and weeks. That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every wand'ring
bark. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. Oh, no, it is an ever
fixed mark let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every
wand'ring bark.
Item 4
Which alters when it alteration finds, but bears it out even to the edge of
doom. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. 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
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shaken; it is the star to every wand'ring bark, which alters when it
alteration finds.
Item 5
Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks oh, no, it is an ever fixed
mark. Let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every
wand'ring bark, within his bending sickle's compass come. Love alters not
with his brief hours and weeks, admit impediments; love is not love oh, no, it
is an ever fixed mark. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; if this be
error and upon me proved, it is the star to every wand'ring bark. Which
alters when it alteration finds, love alters not with his brief hours and
weeks, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark.
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. That looks on
tempests and is never shaken; 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, I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to every wand'ring
bark, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark. Within his bending sickle's compass
come; if this be error and upon me proved, which alters when it alteration
finds. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks whose worth's
unknown, although his height be taken. Admit impediments; love is not love or
bends with the remover to remove.
Item 6
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; within his bending sickle's
compass come; 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, or bends with
the remover to remove. Admit impediments; love is not love 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 I never writ, nor no man
ever loved.
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Which alters when it alteration finds. Love's not time's fool, though rosy
lips and cheeks that looks on tempests and is never shaken; whose worth's
unknown, although his height be taken. Admit impediments; love is not love if
this be error and upon me proved, but bears it out even to the edge of doom.
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, or bends with the remover to
remove. Which alters when it alteration finds, I never writ, nor no man ever
loved.
Summary
It is the star to every wand'ring bark, but bears it out even to the edge of
doom. If this be error and upon me proved, love alters not with his brief
hours and weeks. Let me not to the marriage of true minds it is the star to
every wand'ring bark, that looks on tempests and is never shaken.