AS a decrepit father
takes delight |
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To see his active child do deeds of youth, |
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So I, made lame by Fortunes dearest
spite, |
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Take all my comfort of thy worth and truth; |
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For whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or
wit, |
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Or any of these all, or all, or more, |
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Entitled in thy parts do crowned sit, |
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I make my love engrafted to this store: |
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So then I am not lame, poor, nor despisd, |
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Whilst that this shadow doth such substance
give |
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That I in thy abundance am sufficd, |
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And by a part of all thy glory live. |
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Look what is best, that best
I wish in thee: |
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This wish I have; then ten times
happy me! |
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