Poems
09.09.2010 / 01.23 am
 
by Sir Thomas Wyatt
Rating: 3.50
Votes: 2
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay, for shame,
To save thee from the blame
Of all my grief and grame;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath loved thee so long
In wealth and woe among?
And is thy heart so strong
As for to leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath given thee my heart
Never for to depart,
Nother for pain nor smart;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus
And have no more pity
Of him that loveth thee?
Hlas, thy cruelty!
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!


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Since So Ye Please

Since so ye please to hear me plain,
And that ye do rejoice my smart,
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I Find No Peace

I find no peace, and all my war is done.
I fear and hope. I burn and freeze like ice.
Rating: 3.67
Votes: 3
 

A Revocation

WHAT should I say?
   --Since Faith is dead,
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Saint Judas

When I went out to kill myself, I caught
A pack of hoodlums beating up a man.
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Song

I came to the door of the House of Love
And knocked as the starry night went by;
Rating: 4.25
Votes: 4
 

To Helene, On A Gift-ring Carelessly Lost

I SENT a ring--a little band
   Of emerald and ruby stone,
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The Poor House

Hope went by and Peace went by
And would not enter in;
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Epitaph On A Jacobite

To my true king I offered free from stain
Courage and faith; vain faith, and courage vain.
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