Anniversary Present

Isn't this simply beautiful? This came in the mail today from dear Hubby. What a lovely surprise, since our 21st Anniversary isn't until next month. The inscription contains the first two stanzas of Shakespeare's Sonnet 116. He found it at Shakespeare's Den, which has other fun presents with an artistic flaire.

He sent it early on purpose.

*Sigh*


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.