Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt Edited by Kenneth Muir and Patricia Thomson |
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XXVIII
[My galy charged with forgetfulnes]
My galy charged with forgetfulnesThorrough sharpe sees in wynter nyghtes doeth pas
Twene Rock and Rock; and eke myn ennemy, Alas,
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And every owre a thought in redines,
As tho that deth were light in suche a case;
An endles wynd doeth tere the sayll a pase
Of forced sightes and trusty ferefulnes.
A rayn of teris, a clowde of derk disdain
Hath done the wered cordes great hinderaunce,
Wrethed with errour and eke with ignoraunce.
The starres be hid that led me to this pain;
Drowned is reason that should me confort,
And I remain dispering of the port.
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