Foundering...

Stuck on the first half of Shakespeare's Sonnet 29.

"When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
..."
  as for the rest of it, who knows when and if that might apply again?