A very famous
one for this morning’s sonnet:
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CXVI
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 prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
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The
voltas are: First, the O, no! at the beginning of the second
quatrain and the but at the beginning
of the antepenultimate line; then—at a different level—the if at the beginning of the closing couplet and the nor in the final line. Another sonnet in the afternoon—
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