“Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks/Within his bending
sickle’s compass come.”
In these lines from /Sonnet 116/, how does Shakespeare describe true love?
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- as fleeting
- as unpredictable
- as unchanging
- as indefinable
sickle’s compass come.”
In these lines from /Sonnet 116/, how does Shakespeare describe true love?
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