No Pleasure Without Pain Poem by Sir Walter Raleigh

No Pleasure Without Pain

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SWEET were the joys that both might like and last;
Strange were the state exempt from all distress;
Happy the life that no mishap should taste;
Blessed the chance might never change success.
Were such a life to lead or state to prove,
Who would not wish that such a life were love?

But oh! the soury sauce of sweet unsure,
When pleasures flit, and fly with waste of wind.
The trustless trains that hoping hearts allure,
When sweet delights do but allure the mind;
When care consumes and wastes the wretched wight,
While fancy feeds and draws of her delight.

What life were love, if love were free from pain?
But oh that pain with pleasure matched should meet!
Why did the course of nature so ordain
That sugared sour must sauce the bitter sweet?
Which sour from sweet might any means remove,
What hap, what heaven, what life, were like to love!

Friday, April 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pain,pleasure
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
T Rajan Evol 27 August 2015

Love is never free from pain....Wonderful line..

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Edward Kofi Louis 27 August 2015

Pian with pleasure always seen in life! Nice work.

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Ramesh T A 27 August 2015

Life is not a bed of rose and also no pleasure can be enjoyed without pain ever! Nice life truth is wonderfully expressed in this poem!

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