And, which was more than mortal man e’er tasted,
One pleasure that for threescore twelvemonths lasted,
To burn for this may surely be forgiven,
Who’d not be circumcised for such a heaven?”
LITTLE’S POEMS.
“Weep on, and as thy sorrows flow
I’ll taste the luxury of woe.”
Langhorne. Precepts of Conjugal Happiness
“For once this pain, this frantic pain forego,
And feel at least the luxury of woe.”