 | Collected poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt |  |
LXXXI
[Off Cartage he that worthie warrier]
Off Cartage he that worthie warrierCould ouercome, but cowld not vse his chaunce,
And I like wise off all my long indeuor
The sherpe conquest tho fortune did avaunce
Cowld not it vse: the hold that is gyvin ouer
I vnpossest. So hangith in balaunce
Off warr, my pees, reward of all my payne;
At Mountzon thus I restles rest in Spayne.
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