SONNET #29
by: William Shakespeare
(1564-1616)
- HEN, in
disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,
- I all alone beweep my outcast state,
- And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
- And look upon myself and curse my fate,
- Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
- Featured like him, like him with friend's possessed,
- Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
- With what I most enjoy contented least;
- Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
- Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
- Like to the lark at break of day arising
- From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
- For thy sweet love rememb'red such wealth brings
- That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
"Sonnet #29" was originally
published in Shake-speares Sonnets: Never before Imprinted
(1609). |
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