Sonnets Xxix: When, In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes Poem by William Shakespeare

Sonnets Xxix: When, In Disgrace With Fortune And Men's Eyes

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When, 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,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
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 remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shaun Cronick 28 March 2020

The pure brilliance Of Shakespeare's wonderful prose captivates me and all. Superb!

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Brian Jani 26 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 

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Egal Bohen 06 February 2006

What I find amazing is, that not only was Shakespeare able to recognise in the 16th Century the same states of mind that apply equally to man in the 21st century so accurately, but that he also conveyed them to verse so aptly. Ten out of ten.

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