Wyle Coyote wrote in news:1184802442.990306.88130
@x35g2000prf.googlegroups.com:
> Or match the beauty of your face
> I'll keep on singing till the day
> I carry you away
> With my love song
>
> --Cher(Dov'e L'amore)
>
> I like this song.
> Upon hearing it the first image(s) that came to mind were...
> http://www.jvlnet.com/marilyn/images/head1.gif
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.
Shakespeare |
