Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt | ||
CCLVIII
[Through out the world, if it wer sought]
Through out the world, if it wer sought,Faire wordes ynough a man shall finde:
They be good chepe, they cost right nought;
Their substance is but onely winde:
But well to say and so to mene,
That swete acord is seldom sene.
Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt | ||