When in Disgrace With Fortune

When in Disgrace With Fortune
- William Shakespeare

When in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes.

I al alone beweep my ouycast state,

And trouble deaf heaven my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and cure my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friend possessed,

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

With what I most enjoy contented least,

Yet in these thoughts myself amogn despising,

Haply I think on thee, and then my state

(Like to the lark at break of day arising

Form sullen earth) signshyms at heaven's gate,

For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings,

That then I scorn to change my state with kings.