Reply #20: Shakespere's Sonnet 29 ...... and Prufrock

[Burma Jones]

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


-The first time I made love to the woman that would become my wife, I recited this Sonnet to her while in passion's throes, she REALLY appreciated it......
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Also, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

http://www.cs.amherst.edu/ccm/prufrock.html