Luyện nghe bài hát Vii. Madriiax - A - (sonnet Xxix)

When, in disgrace with fortune and eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast
And trouble heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and my fate,
me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that scope,
With what I enjoy contented least;
Yet in thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and my state,
Like to the at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet remember'd such wealth brings
then I scorn to change my state with kings.