In wilful riches I have found poverty And in great pleasure I lived in heaviness. In too much freedom I lacked liberty. Nothing but plenty caused my scarceness. Thus was I both in joy and in distress. And, in few words if I should be plain, In a paradise I suffered all this pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL, 1885 by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES SONNET: 5 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE THE MOON by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON THE TWO VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON IMITATIONS OF SHAKESPEARE by JOHN ARMSTRONG MARTYRS TO THE MAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |