A Sonnet to Get Through Monday…

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 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 proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

I was thinking about this particular sonnet of Shakespeare’s today and couldn’t help but post it. I may be biased, but I think this is one of the greatest love poems ever written.

In other news, Shakespeare’s Lady was featured on the Daily Inter Lake and Sarah Lawrence websites today! Thanks so much to Kristi Albertson and everyone who has contacted me since the article came out. Hopefully I will get to see you all when I am back this summer.

I’m also having another Goodreads giveaway! Enter to win a free copy of the book.

Hard to believe I will be back home in five days. Just finishing up some final things before I head out.



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