O wretched man!

O wretched man! Why lov’st thou earthly life?
Which nought enjoys but cares and endless trouble;
What pleasure here, but breeds a world of grief?
What hour’s ease, that anguish doth not double;
No earthly joys, but have their discontents;
Then loathe that life, which causeth such laments

poem by John Wilbye
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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