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.

爱情不是时间的弄臣，尽管红唇与脸颊终会落入它弯镰的范围；爱情不随短暂的时日改变，而会坚持到世界的尽头。