Representative Poetry Online

Poems

1When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,

2I all alone beweep my outcast state

3And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries

4And look upon myself and curse my fate,

5Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

6Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,

7Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,

8With what I most enjoy contented least;

9Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,

10Haply I think on thee, and then my state,

11Like to the lark at break of day arising

12From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;

13For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings

14That then I scorn to change my state with kings.