| Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury. 1875. |
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| XII. A Consolation |
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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; | |
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| Wishing me like to one more rich in hope, | 5 |
| Featured like him, like him with friends possest, | |
| Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope, | |
| With what I most enjoy contented least; | |
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| Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, | |
| Haply I think on Thee—and then my state, | 10 |
| Like to the lark at break of day arising | |
| From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; | |
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| For thy sweet love remember'd, such wealth brings | |
| That then I scorn to change my state with kings. | |
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