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“Love is not love which alters it when 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.”

Quote by William Shakespeare

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Shakespeare's Sonnets

Shakespeare's Sonnets is a renowned collection of 154 poems, traditionally attributed to the English playwright and poet William Shakespeare. The sonnets are known for their exploration of various themes, including love, beauty, and the passage of time. They are written in the form of sonnets, a traditional poetic structure that has been used by many poets throughout history. more

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William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare (1564 - April 23, 1616) was one of the greatest poets of the English Renaissance, renowned for his dramatic works. His plays spanned a variety of genres, including tragedy, comedy, and history, and have had a profound impact on literature worldwide. more

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