Sunday, September 24, 2017

Poetry Sunday: Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare

Just because I love it... 

And dedicated to the love of my life.

Sonnet 29

by William Shakespeare

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,
Featured like him, like him with friends 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 remembered such wealth brings
       That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

6 comments:

  1. Husband and I celebrated 37 years of marriage this past week. The poem is appropriate for me.

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    1. Congratulations to you both. Bob and I have five years on you. He's the best thing that ever happened to me.

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    1. The man certainly knew how to write from the heart.

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  3. Beautiful. A treasure from across the years.

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