L is for Let me not...

I am away from my regular internet connection until next week so I'm blogging from my cell phone. I'm trying to visit other people's blogs but some of them just don't display properly on a cell phone screen (sidebars sit nicely on top of posts so I can't read them!). If you've followed me and I haven't followed you back yet, I'll get to that next week when I'm back home!

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This has always been one of my favourite (if not my favouritest!) sonnet by Shakespeare.

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 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.
      If this be error and upon me proved,
     I never writ, nor no man ever loved.