'Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom'Sonnets are for romantics, starry-eyed lovers and ardent hearts. - each one speaks to us from across the centuries of love, hate and the intensity of being alive.

'Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom'Sonnets are for romantics, starry-eyed lovers and ardent hearts. - each one speaks to us from across the centuries of love, hate and the intensity of being alive.