Danger of Happiness

That mind is soonest caught which springs with mirth:
Like corne which riots on the lusty earth.
The heart, that 's free from sorrow, open lies
To Venus arts, and flattering loues surprise.
Sad Ilium repell'd the Graecian force:
But full of ioy, receau'd the fatall horse.
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Ovid
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