Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt Edited by Kenneth Muir and Patricia Thomson |
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CXIII
[A! my harte, A! what aleth the]
A! my harte, A! what aleth the
To set soo light by libertye,
Makyng me bounde where I was fre?
A! my harte, A! what ayleth the?
To set soo light by libertye,
Makyng me bounde where I was fre?
A! my harte, A! what ayleth the?
Where thow warte ryd from all distres,
Voide of all payne and pensyfnes,
To chouse agayne a new mistress,
A! my harte, A! what ayleth the?
Voide of all payne and pensyfnes,
To chouse agayne a new mistress,
A! my harte, A! what ayleth the?
When thow warte well, thow couldest not hold;
To turne agayne thow warte to bolde;
Thus to renew my sorowes olde,
A! my harte, a! what ayleth the?
To turne agayne thow warte to bolde;
Thus to renew my sorowes olde,
A! my harte, a! what ayleth the?
Thow knowest full well that but of late
I was turned owt of loues gate,
And now to gyde me to this mate,
A! my harte, a! what ayleth the?
I was turned owt of loues gate,
And now to gyde me to this mate,
A! my harte, a! what ayleth the?
I hopte full well all had ben doone,
But now my hope is tane and wone,
To my turment to yeld soo sone,
A! my hart, a! what ayleth the?
But now my hope is tane and wone,
To my turment to yeld soo sone,
A! my hart, a! what ayleth the?
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