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That looks on tempests and is never shaken; or bends with the remover to remove. 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, let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments; love is not love. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, which alters when it alteration finds. Or bends with the remover to remove. Admit impediments; love is not love whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.It is the star to every wand'ring bark, that looks on tempests and is never shaken; love alters not with his brief hours and weeks. Which alters when it alteration finds, but bears it out even to the edge of doom.