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When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
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I all alone beweep my outcast state
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And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
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And look upon myself and curse my fate,

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Mmm...
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Mmm...

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Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
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Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
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Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
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With what I most enjoy contented least;

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Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
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Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
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Like to the lark at break of day arising
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From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;

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For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
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That  then I scorn to change my state with kings.

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