Monday, April 9, 2012

30 Days of Shakespeare - Day 5

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,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts my self 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 remember'd such wealth brings
    That then I scorn to change my state with kings.  -- Sonnet XXIX

My Take - When life is giving you its worst, it's good to be able to think that someone, somewhere, cares.  Even the memory of a smile or a kind word can raise your spirits.

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