Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt Edited by Kenneth Muir and Patricia Thomson |
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XXXI
[Love and fortune and my mynde, remembrer]
Love and fortune and my mynde, remembrerOf that that is nowe with that that hath ben,
Do torment me so that I very often
Envy theim beyonde all mesure.
Love sleith myn hert; fortune is depriver
Of all my comfort; the folisshe mynde then
Burneth and plaineth as one that sildam
Lyveth and rest still in displeasure.
My plaisaunt dayes they flete away and passe,
But daily yet the ill doeth chaunge into the wours;
And more than the half is runne of my cours.
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I see that from myn hand falleth my trust,
And all my thoughtes are dasshed into dust.
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