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with kings
that then I scorn
hymns at heaven's gate
enjoy contented least
When in disgrace with
fortune and men's eyes
yet in these thoughts
I all alone beweep
my outcast state
for thy sweet love
myself almost despising
And trouble deaf heaven
with my bootless cries
haply I think on thee
and look upon myself
and curse my fate
to change my state
remember'd such
and then my state
Wishing me like to
one more rich in Hope
like to the lark
Featured like him
like him with
wealth brings
at break of day arising
friends possess'd
desiring this man's art
from sullen earth sings
and that man's scope
with what I most
