Let me not to the marriage of true minds (A)
Admit impediments. Love is not love (B)
Which alters when it alteration finds, (A)
Or bends with the remover to remove: (B)
He says that he doesn't want to believe that love has any boundaries. And that true love doesn't just change because someone wants it to. true love is stronger than that.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark (C)
That looks on tempests and is never shaken; (D)
It is the star to every wandering bark, (C)
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. (D)
He says that true love can make it through anything. That it guides us through all that bad stuff in life.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks (E)
Within his bending sickle's compass come: (F)
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, (E)
But bears it out even to the edge of doom. (F)
He kind of says that love conquers all. That it doesn't just fade over time but lasts forever.
If this be error and upon me proved, (G)
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. (G)
So here he says that if true love isn't like he says, then he might as well have not written anything and no one really ever loves or that it doesn't really exist.
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Edmund Spencer Sonnet 26
Sweet is the rose, but grows upon a briar; (A)
Sweet in the Juniper, but sharp his bough; (B)
Sweet is the Eglantine, but pricketh near; (A)
Sweet is the firbloom, but his branches rough. (B)
Here he talks about how sweet or pretty things are but then where they come from isn't so pretty.
Sweet is the Cypress, but his rind is tough, (B)
Sweet is the nut, but bitter is his pill; (C)
Sweet is the broom-flower, but yet sour enough; (B)
And sweet is Moly, but his root is ill. (C)
Same as before. He shows that even though things are pretty, not everything about them is. So kind of a good but bad.
So every sweet with sour is tempered still (C)
That maketh it be coveted the more: (D)
For easy things that may be got at will, (C)
Most sorts of men do set but little store. (D)
So even though there are bad parts to all these great things, people still pursue them and it makes them want them more. Like roses are pretty, but getting them is hard and painful because of the thorns.
Why then should I account of little pain, (E)
That endless pleasure shall unto me gain. (E)
So here he asks why should he care about the pain or bad stuff when the outcome or reward is so pleasurable.