Rufus Wainwright

Rufus Wainwright - Sonnet 129 songtekst

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The expense of spirit in a waste of shame 
Is lust in action; and till action, lust 
Is perjured, 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 proved, a very woe; 
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream. 
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well 
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.
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Publisher: Prima Donna LLC

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Uitgegeven in: 2016

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Take All My Loves (2016)

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