The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt. with a Memoir

The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt. with a Memoir

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1854 edition. Excerpt: up aloft, And straight my wealth for to deface, Should writhe away, as she doth oft, Yet would I still myself apply To serve and suffer patiently. There is no grief, no smart, no woe, That yet I feel, or after shall, That from this mind may make me go.; And whatsoever me befall, I do profess it willingly To serve and suffer patiently. TO HIS UNKIND LOVE. What rage is this? what furor? of what kind? What power? what plague doth weary thus my Within my bones to rankle is assigned, mind? What poison pleasant sweet? Lo, see, mine eyes flow with continual tears, The body still away sleepless it wears, My food nothing my fainting strength repairs, Nor doth my limbs sustain. In deep wide wound, the deadly stroke doth turn To cureless scar that never shall return: Go to, triumph, rejoice thy goodly turn, Thy friend thou dost oppress. Oppress thou dost, and hast of him no cure, 'Nor yet my plaint no pity can procure, Fierce tiger fell, hard rock without recure, Cruel rebel to love. Once may thou love, never beloved again, So love thou still, and not thy love obtain, So wrathful love, with spites of just disdain, May threat thy cruel heart. THE LOVER COMPLAHSTETH HIS ESTATE. I See, that chance hath chosen me Thus secretly to live in pain, And to another, given the fee, Of all my loss to have the gain: By chance assign'd thus do I serve, And other have that I deserve. Unto myself sometime alone I do lament my woful case; But what availeth me to moan Since truth and pity hath no place In them, to whom I sue and serve? And other have that I deserve. To seek by mean to change this mind, Alas, I prove, it will not be; For in my heart I cannot find Once to refrain, but still agree, As bound by force, alway to serve, And other have that I deserve. Such is more

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  • English
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