John Wilbye

(7 March 1574 - September 1638 / Brome, Suffolk)

All pleasure is of this condition


All pleasure is of this condition,
It pricks men forward to fruition,
But if enjoy'd, then like the humming Bee,
The honey being shed, away doth flee;
But leaves a sting, that wounds the inward heart
With gnawing grief and never-ending smart.

Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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