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[Verse 1] 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 [Refrain] 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 [Outro] For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings