Sunday, July 29, 2007
Pfftt.
I'm still online.
Kill me please.
Happened to remember this poem by William Shakespeare.
And I was reminded of how we had to memorise and recite this poem as part of literature grading in Sec 2. I didn't get this poem though. Had other ones.
Sonnet 116
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 wand'ring 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.
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Love is
an ever-fixed mark and is never shaken.Basically, the poem's talking about how love doesn't vary because of time and it stays constant even until death.
[Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom]Love isn't really love if it changes.
Nice poem. Go find the interpretations if you're bored.
Alright. Get off the com and go to work. :/
Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights. —James 1:17
My mind's unweaving/ 5:07 PM
