letra de sonnet 37 - fritz weaver
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as a decrepit father takes delight
to see his active child do deeds of youth
so i, made lame by fortune’s dearest spite
take all my comfort of thy worth and truth;
for whether beauty, birth, or wealth, or wit
or any of these all, or all, or more
entitled in thy parts, do crowned sit
i make my love engrafted to this store:
so then i am not lame, poor, nor despised
whilst that this shadow doth such substance give
that i in thy abundance am sufficed
and by a part of all thy glory live
look what is best, that best i wish in thee:
this wish i have; then ten times happy me!
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