..., Whose worth's unknown, although his height betaken. Love's not Time's fool , though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ;...to the edge of doom. If this be error , and upon me prov'd, 1 never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. cxxvm: How oft , when thou, my music , music play'st,'...

...with the remover to remove : Oh, no ; it is an ever-fixed mark, . That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose...edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral poetry...

...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...to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. CXVII. Accuse me thus : — that I have scanted all Wherein...

...ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering hark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken....to the edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd. CXVII. Accuse me thus : — that I have scanted all Wherein...

...with the remover to remove. Oh ! no, it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose...bending sickle's compass come ; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks. But bears it out even to the edge of doom." — Sonnet 116. All other love compared...

...Whose worth 'a unknown, although his height be taken. Love 's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come ,...edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved ; — I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all, Wherein I should...

...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 ;...edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral poetry...

...with the remover to remove : Oh no ! it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests, and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose...edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. CXVII. Accuse me thus : that I have scanted all Wherein I should...

...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 ;...edge of doom. If this be error, and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. XCVIII. Accuse me thus ; that I have scanted all WTherein I should...

...with the remover to remove : Ohy no; it is an ever-fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken ; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose...edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved." It would be difficult to cite a finer passage of moral poetry...