SWEET Beguilings, Cruel Smileings, Tickling Soules to death; Tedious Leisures, Bitter Pleasures, Smooth yet cragged Path; 2 Heavy lightnes, Whose sad Sleightnes Cheers, yet breaks the Bearer; Dainty Treasons Whose quaint Reasons Teach yet fool the Hearer: 3 Glorious Troubles, Mighty Bubbles, Horror fairly brimmed, Bane in Honey, Brass in Money, Nothing neatly timmed: 4 Are the Prizes Life devizes To warm fond Desires; Which by growing Hot, are blowing Their own funeral Fires. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CINQUAIN: THE WARNING by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY THE TEMPEST: PROLOGUE by JOHN DRYDEN THE VANISHING RED by ROBERT FROST ON FIRST ENTERING WESTMINSTER ABBEY by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE: 14. OVER THE COFFIN by THOMAS HARDY |