Author Robert Herrick The only comfort of my lifeIs, that I never yet had wife;Nor will hereafter; since I knowWho Weds, ore-buyes his weal with woe. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments