Sonnet XCI
de William Shakespeare(2005)
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Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
Some in their wealth, some in their bodies\' force,
Some in their garments, though new-fangled ill,
Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse;
And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure,
Wherein it finds a joy above the rest:
But these particulars are not my measure;
All these I better in one general best.
Thy love is better than high birth to me,
Richer than wealth, prouder than garments\' cost,
Of more delight than hawks or horses be;
And having thee, of all men\'s pride I boast:
Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take
All this away and me most wretched make.