Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt Edited by Kenneth Muir and Patricia Thomson |
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13 | I. |
II. |
4 | III. |
IV. |
CIX. |
CX. |
CXI. |
CXII. |
CXIII. |
CXIV. |
CXV. |
CXVI. |
CXVII. |
CXVIII. |
CXIX. |
CXX. |
CXXI. |
CXXII. |
CXXIII. |
CXXIV. |
CXXV. |
CXXVI. |
CXXVII. |
CXXVIII. |
CXXIX. |
CXXX. |
CXXXI. |
CXXXII. |
CXXXIII. |
CXXXIV. |
CXXXV. |
CXXXVI. |
CXXXVII. |
CXXXVIII. |
CXXXIX. |
CXL. |
CXLI. |
CXLII. |
CXLIII. |
CXLIV. |
CXLV. |
CXLVI. |
CXLVII. |
CXLVIII. |
CXLIX. |
CL. |
CLI. |
CLII. |
CLIII. |
CLIV. |
CLV. |
CLVI. |
CLVII. |
CLVIII. |
CLIX. |
CLX. |
CLXI. |
CLXII. |
CLXIII. |
CLXIV. |
CLXV. |
CLXVI. |
CLXVII. |
CLXVIII. |
CLXIX. |
CLXX. |
CLXXI. |
CLXXII. |
CLXXIII. |
CLXXIV. |
CLXXV. |
CLXXVI. |
CLXXVII. |
2 | V. |
VI. |
2 | VII. |
VIII. |
IX. |
Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt | ||
LXIII
[What deth is worse then this]
What deth is worse then this
When my delight,
My wele, my joye, my blys,
Is from my sight?
Boeth daye and nyght
My liff, alas, I mys.
When my delight,
My wele, my joye, my blys,
Is from my sight?
Boeth daye and nyght
My liff, alas, I mys.
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For though I seme alyve,
My hert is hens
Thus botles for to stryve
Oute of presens
Of my defens,
Towerd my deth I dryve.
My hert is hens
Thus botles for to stryve
Oute of presens
Of my defens,
Towerd my deth I dryve.
Hertles, alas, what man
May long endure?
Alas, how lyve I then?
Syns no recure
May me assure
My liff I may well ban.
May long endure?
Alas, how lyve I then?
Syns no recure
May me assure
My liff I may well ban.
Thus doeth my torment gro
In dedly dred.
Alas, who myght lyve so,
Alyve as deed
Alyve to lede
A dedly lyff in woo.
In dedly dred.
Alas, who myght lyve so,
Alyve as deed
Alyve to lede
A dedly lyff in woo.
Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt | ||