The Consolation of Philosophy · Boethius

Book III: Song VII: Pleasure's Sting

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This is the way of Pleasure:

She stings them that despoil her;

And, like the wingéd toiler

Who's lost her honeyed treasure,

She flies, but leaves her smart

Deep-rankling in the heart.

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