Sonnet 29
Published on Nov 18, 2015
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When, in disgrace with fortune and Men's eyes,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state
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Like to the lark at break of day arising From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
Like to the lark at break of day arising
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
