Poems by Sir Thomas Wyatt
My Lute Awake
... en may chance thee to repentThe time that thou hast lost and spentTo cause thy lovers sigh and swoon ...
Of the Mean and Sure Estate
... Live in delight even as thy lust would,And thou shalt find, when lust doth most thee please, ...
Satire II:The Country Mouse and the Town Mouse
... In France was never mouse so feared, for though the unwise [afraid] ...
Since ye so Please
... hich hath procur'd a careless mindFor me and mine unfeigned smart,And forceth me such faults to find ...
They flee from me that Sometime did me Seek
... t guise,When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,And she me caught in her arms long and small ...
The Furious Gun
... So now hard force my heart doth all to break ...
The Heart and Service
... much I do desireTo be your own assuredly,For all my service and my hireReward your servant liberally ...
The Long Love
... Wherewithal, unto the heart's forest he fleeth, ...
They Flee From Me
... When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall, ...
Unstable Dream
... And where it was at wish, it could not remain, ...
What Needeth These Threat'ning Words
... What needeth these threnning words and wasted wind ...
Ye Old Mule
... Ye old muleWith false savour though you deceive th'air, ...
With Serving Still
... I must depart.Wherefore all ye ...
Whoso List to Hunt
... There is written, her fair neck round about, ...
The Long Love that in my Thought doth Harbour
... t's forest he fleeth,Leaving his enterprise with pain and cry,And there him hideth and not appeareth ...
