Poem – Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare

After choosing long poems to memorise in January and February — an excerpt from ‘East Coker’ by TS Eliot and ‘Splittings’ by Adrienne Rich respectively — I’ve plumped for Shakespeare’s short but exquisite ‘Sonnet 29’

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Sonnet 29 – 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 possesed,
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 they sweet love remember’d such wealth brings,
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.


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