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" 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. "
New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register - Page 69
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Words Of Love

William Shakespeare Percy Bysshe Shelley - 51 pages
...impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove: Oh, no! It is an ever-fixed mark. That looks on tempests...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...
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The Girl from East Berlin: A Romantic Docu-drama of the East-West Divide

James Furner - Fiction - 2007 - 660 pages
...Plan 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...shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Shakespeare, Sonnet, No. cxvi. Chapter 44 On the following...
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Outdoor Monuments of Manhattan: A Historical Guide

Dianne L. Durante - Architecture - 2007 - 312 pages
...between Broadway and West End Avenue. Subway: 1 to 103rd Street. Straus, Lukeman Shakespeare on True Love It is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests, and...never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark [=ship], Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips...
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Alexander's Bridge

Willa Cather - Literary Criticism - 2007 - 316 pages
...fixed point for navigational purposes. The phrase suggests lines from Shakespeare's sonnet 116: "Love is an everfixed mark / That looks on tempests and...shaken; / It is the star to every wandering bark." 'Forget thyself to marble': John Milton, IlPenseroso (163 1), line 42. 125 This ode to melancholy suggests,...
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