 | Kevin Bourassa, Joe Varnell - 2002 - 306 pàgines
...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 one ever loved. I hoped that the familiar words of Joey's beloved Shakespeare... | |
 | Daphne Rose Kingma - 2002 - 222 pàgines
...Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with its 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. — William Shakespeare 1 Corinthians 1 3 Though I speak... | |
 | Gregory Orr - 2002 - 250 pàgines
...his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me proved, I never writ, nor no man ever loved. The star, his metaphor for perfect love, doesn't change,... | |
 | Judith Verity - 2003 - 230 pàgines
...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. Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare Nothing is sweeter than love,... | |
 | K. H. Anthol - 2003 - 344 pàgines
...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. The Flea lohn Donne (English; 1572-1631) Holy Sonnet XIV... | |
 | Robin Lee Hatcher - 2003 - 292 pàgines
...his bending sickle's compass come: / l.ove 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. / 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved.' " Her small audience began to applaud, drawing Faith... | |
 | Benjamin Blech - 2003 - 232 pàgines
...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. — What You Want to Remember — • Just because you... | |
 | Thomas Carper, Derek Attridge - 2003 - 184 pàgines
...his bending sickle's compass come; 10 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. For Shakespeare's sonnet 116 many alternative ways of... | |
 | Raven Kaldera, Tannin Schwartzstein - 2003 - 340 pàgines
...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, 1 never writ, nor no man ever loved. oi jpilii 'xuwJu oo The stars about the fair moon in their... | |
 | Susan Wise Bauer - 2003 - 444 pàgines
...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. — William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116 A Shakespearian sonnet;... | |
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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... 
