Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt :: :: University of Virginia Library

Like to these vnmesurable montayns
Is my painfull lyff the burden of Ire,
For of great height be they, and high is my desire,
And I of teres, and they be full of fontayns.
Vnder Craggy rockes they have full barren playns;
Herd thoughtes in me my wofull mynde doeth tyre;
Small fruyt and many leves their toppes do atyre;
Small effect with great trust in me remayns.
The boystous wyndes oft their high bowghes do blast,
Hote sighes from me continuelly be shed;
Cattell in theim, and in me love is fed;

Immoveable ame I, and they are full stedfast;
Off the restles birdes they have the tune and note,
And I alwayes plaintes that passe thorough my throte.