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- XXXVII
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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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