Sonnet 129
The expense of spirit in a waste of shameIs lust in action: and till action, lustIs 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 wellTo shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.