Soneto 116

Y el otro día en la clase de Historia de la Lengua, me tocó exponer un práctico oral sobre la influencia de Shakespeare sobre la lengua Inglesa. No está de más compartir con ustedes uno de sus sonetos más bellos. Disfrutenlo queridos lectores.


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.