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Sonnetsby William Shakespeare

CXXIX

 The expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action: and till action, lust Is perjur'd, murderous, bloody, full of blame, Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust; Enjoy'd no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow'd bait, On purpose laid to make the taker mad: Mad in pursuit and in possession so; Had, having, and in quest, to have extreme; A bliss in proof,- and prov'd, a very woe; Before, a joy propos'd; behind a dream.   All this the world well knows; yet none knows well   To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.