1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 25 

1	Let those who are in favour with their stars
2	Of public honour and proud titles boast,
3	Whilst I, whom fortune of such triumph bars,
4	Unlooked-for joy in that I honour most.
5	Great princes’ favourites their fair leaves spread
6	But as the marigold at the sun’s eye,
7	And in themselves their pride lies burièd,
8	For at a frown they in their glory die.
9	The painful warrior famousèd for might,
10	After a thousand victories once foiled
11	Is from the book of honour razèd quite,
12	And all the rest forgot for which he toiled.
13	Then happy I, that love and am beloved
14	Where I may not remove nor be removed.