Quote#Sadness
Hence, all you vain delights
Quote byJohn Fletcher · 1579–1625
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Nice Valor (1647), Melancholy. Compare: "Naught so sweet as melancholy", Robert Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy.
English (original)
Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights Wherein you spend your folly! There's naught in this life sweet But only melancholy; O sweetest melancholy!
— John Fletcher
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