Love's not Time's Fool, though rosy lips and cheeks/ within his bending sickle's compass come. In these lines from Sonnet 116, how does Shakespeare describe true love?
True love is not subject to the changes of Time, although beautiful faces do fall victim to the sweep of Time's curved scythe:
True love is something that will never changes over time,although beautiful faces do fall victim to the sweep of time's curved scythe