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. |
IX. |
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CCVI
[All yn thi sight my lif doth hole depende]
All yn thi sight my lif doth hole depende,Thou hidist thyself and I must dye therefore;
But sins thou maiste so easelye saue thy frende
Whye doste thou styk to heale that thou madist sore?
Whye doo I dye sins thou maist me diffende?
For if I dye then maiste thou lyve no more,
Sins ton bye tother dothe lyve and fede thy herte,
I with thye sight, thou also with my smerte.
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