Shake-speares Sonnets, Never before Imprinted/Sonnet 84
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For other versions of this work, see Sonnet 84 (Shakespeare).
84
Who is it that sayes most, which can say more,
Then this rich praise, that you alone, are you,
In whose confine immured is the store.
Which should example where your equall grew,
Leane penurie within that Pen doth dwell,
That to his subiect lends not some small glory,
But he that writes of you, if he can tell,
That you are you, so dignifies his story.
Let him but coppy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so cleere,
And such a counter-part shall fame his wit,
Making his stile admired euery where.
You to your beautious blessings adde a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.
Who is it that sayes most, which can say more,
Then this rich praise, that you alone, are you,
In whose confine immured is the store.
Which should example where your equall grew,
Leane penurie within that Pen doth dwell,
That to his subiect lends not some small glory,
But he that writes of you, if he can tell,
That you are you, so dignifies his story.
Let him but coppy what in you is writ,
Not making worse what nature made so cleere,
And such a counter-part shall fame his wit,
Making his stile admired euery where.
You to your beautious blessings adde a curse,
Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.