Then happy I, that love and am beloved....
All you can do with something like this is, read and read and read and rejoice :)
Sonnet 25: 'Let those who are in favour with their stars' By William Shakespeare
Margaret Hale from North and South - Image Courtesy Google |
Let those who are in favour with their stars
Of public honour and proud titles boast,
Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,
Unlook'd for joy in that I honour most.
Great princes' favourites their fair leaves spread
But as the marigold at the sun's eye,
And in themselves their pride lies buried,
For at a frown they in their glory die.
The painful warrior famoused for fight,
After a thousand victories once foil'd,
Is from the book of honour razed quite,
And all the rest forgot for which he toil'd:
Then happy I, that love and am beloved
Where I may not remove nor be removed.
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