Sonnet 25

　　Let those who are in favour with their stars

　　Of public honour and proud titles boast，

　　Whilst I，whom fortune of such triumph bars，

　　Unlooked-for joy in that I honour most.

　　Great princes'favourites their fair leaves spread

　　But as the marigold at the sun's eye，

　　And in themselves their pride lies buried，

　　For at a frown they in their glory die.

　　The painful warrior famoused for might，

　　After a t