Rufus Wainwright - Th'Epense of Spirit in a Waste of Shame (Sonnet 129) lyrics

[Verse] Th' expense of spirit in a waste of shame Is lust in action; and till action, lust Is perjured, murd'rous, bloody, full of blame Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust Enjoyed no sooner but despisèd straight Past reason hunted; and, no sooner had Past reason hated as a swallowed bait On purpose laid to make the taker mad Mad in pursuit and in possession so Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme A bliss in proof and proved, a very woe Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream All this the world well knows; yet none knows well All this the world well knows; yet none knows well To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell