Sonnet 91

1 Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
2 Some in their wealth, some in their body’s force,
3 Some in their garments though new-fangled ill:
4 Some in their hawks and hounds, some in their horse.
5 And every humour hath his adjunct pleasure,
6 Wherein it finds a joy above the rest,
7 But these particulars are not my measure,
8 All these I better in one general best.
9 Thy love is better than high birth to me,
10 Richer than wealth, prouder than garments’ costs,
11 Of more delight than hawks and horses be:
12 And having thee, of all men’s pride I boast.
13 Wretched in this alone, that thou mayst take,
14 All this away, and me most wretched make.