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gives "love" the significance of a person

readers acknowledge and visualize it more

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The tenor:  true love

The vehicle:  A sea mark // a star & an "ever-fixed mark"

These vehicles show that love is both infinite and that everyone seeks to find it

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Describes love through comparison and statements

The quatrains are two sentences with the exception of interjections.

Each quatrain corresponds with the next and describes a different trait of love

Tell the reader how love shouldn't be; a motif that is repeated in the third

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The concluding couplet shows the extent to which Shakespeare believes these ideals. He suggests that if he is wrong about what true love is, then his writing is not true and no man has ever truly loved.

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Stresses the guiding values of love; it is not brief

He says that love lasts until the Last Judgement: death

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Love stays the same and does not change.

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proclaims,  Love is not true when it “bends with the remover to remove”

true love must not change with the desires of others

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To teach the reader what true love is (everlasting) and what it is not.

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True love is an unwavering and guiding force to be cherished and that once it is found, it should persist through tough times and until death

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Uppercase of "Time" (quatrain 3):  gives it emphasis and the importance of a human.
Poetic devices: increase the effect of the words in the sonnet, and create a deeper meaning

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Shakespeare is passionate about love and truly believes in it.

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descriptive, visual imagery

paints a clear picture of the two subjects that he is trying to connect.

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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 wand'ring 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 prov'd,

I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.