Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
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.
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
Becca Stevens - True Minds Lyrics
Becca Stevens - True Minds Lyrics
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
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.
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
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.
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
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments.
Writer: REBECCA THOMAS STEVENS
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.