Whomsoever my sorrow i told, <br />He moaned and told his hundred <br />And one. <br />Wherever i turned my eye <br />Rarely met one whose sight <br /> <br />Made me cheerful so distracted <br />Are they all by objects of world's <br />Flattery whose morsel <br /> Is sweet, <br />Taste manifest but fire hidden.<br /><br />yoonoos peerbocus<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sorrow-138/
