Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt Edited by Kenneth Muir and Patricia Thomson |
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13 | I. |
II. |
4 | III. |
IV. |
2 | V. |
VI. |
2 | VII. |
VIII. |
CCXLVII. |
CCXLVIII. |
CCXLIX. |
CCL. |
CCLI. |
CCLII. |
CCLIII. |
CCLIV. |
CCLV. |
CCLVI. |
CCLVII. |
CCLVIII. |
CCLIX. |
CCLX. |
CCLXI. |
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CXI
[Absence, alas]
Absence, alas,
Causeth me pas
Frome al solas
To great grevans:
Yet though that I
Absent must be,
I trust that she
Hath remembraunce.
Causeth me pas
Frome al solas
To great grevans:
Yet though that I
Absent must be,
I trust that she
Hath remembraunce.
Where I her fynd
Lovyng and kynd,
There my poore mynd
Eased shalbe;
And for my parte
My loue and harte
Shall not reverte,
Though I shuld dye.
Lovyng and kynd,
There my poore mynd
Eased shalbe;
And for my parte
My loue and harte
Shall not reverte,
Though I shuld dye.
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Beawty, pleasure,
Riches, treasure,
Or to endure
In pryson stronge,
Shall not me make
Her to forsake,
Though I shuld lak
Her neuer soo long.
Riches, treasure,
Or to endure
In pryson stronge,
Shall not me make
Her to forsake,
Though I shuld lak
Her neuer soo long.
For ones trust I,
Or that I dy,
For to aspye
The happy owre—
At lyberty
With her to be,
That pytys me
In this dolowre.
Or that I dy,
For to aspye
The happy owre—
At lyberty
With her to be,
That pytys me
In this dolowre.
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