Who is it that says most? which can say more <br /> Than this rich praise, that you alone are you? <br /> In whose confine immured is the store <br /> Which should example where your equal grew. <br /> Lean penury within that pen doth dwell <br /> That to his subject lends not some small glory; <br /> But he that writes of you, if he can tell <br /> That you are you, so dignifies his story, <br /> Let him but copy what in you is writ, <br /> Not making worse what nature made so clear, <br /> And such a counterpart shall fame his wit, <br /> Making his style admired every where. <br /> You to your beauteous blessings add a curse, <br /> Being fond on praise, which makes your praises worse.<br /><br />William Shakespeare<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-lxxxiv/
