shakespeare sonnet 116

• shakespeare'in en begendigim sonnetlerinden bir tanesi;
  
  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.