 | Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt
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CXVII
[Agaynste the Rock I clyme both hy and hard]
Agaynste the Rock I clyme both hy and hard,
When at the foote the ford doth bray so lowde
That saue the hart So faythfully had vowyed,
Seith frome the foote in medeway I was forward,
No hart soo hardy nor corryge that cowld
Aventure to clyme Soo hy a Shrowd:
Hoppe byddes me hoppe of payne the right reward.
Now past the vale of Daunger and Dispyt,
Mounted the Rock of Loue and perfit Joye;
Bayned in the forde, Dispere to washe awaye,
Hoppyng hereafter frome Darke to fynd the Light,
Brought to the hyiste, am of the Deptyst agast,
For Dred to falle, my hand now hold the fast.
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