The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas WyattW. Pickering, 1831 - 244 pages |
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... wealth , and eke my wits I say Have stond so oft in such perplexity . " As Anne Boleyn was tried and executed in May , and as it was attempted to implicate Wyatt in the misconduct of which she was accused , these lines have been ...
... wealth , and eke my wits I say Have stond so oft in such perplexity . " As Anne Boleyn was tried and executed in May , and as it was attempted to implicate Wyatt in the misconduct of which she was accused , these lines have been ...
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... wealth and wits " brought into " perplexity , but his life itself was then endangered ; " and admitting that the other sonnet did allude to her , it by no means establishes the existence of tenderness or regret that she was another's ...
... wealth and wits " brought into " perplexity , but his life itself was then endangered ; " and admitting that the other sonnet did allude to her , it by no means establishes the existence of tenderness or regret that she was another's ...
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... wealth , and eke my wits , I say , Have stond so oft in such perplexity : Joy ; let me dream of your felicity . THE LOVER CONFESSETH HIM IN LOVE WITH PHYLLIS . IF waker care ; if sudden pale colour ; If many sighs with little speech to ...
... wealth , and eke my wits , I say , Have stond so oft in such perplexity : Joy ; let me dream of your felicity . THE LOVER CONFESSETH HIM IN LOVE WITH PHYLLIS . IF waker care ; if sudden pale colour ; If many sighs with little speech to ...
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... wealth in such a roar , Th ' unfeigned cheer of Phyllis hath the place That Brunet had ; she hath , and ever shall . She from myself now hath me in her grace ; She hath in hand my wit , my will , and all . My heart alone well worthy she ...
... wealth in such a roar , Th ' unfeigned cheer of Phyllis hath the place That Brunet had ; she hath , and ever shall . She from myself now hath me in her grace ; She hath in hand my wit , my will , and all . My heart alone well worthy she ...
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... wealth , betwixt earnest and game , With seldom glad , and many a diverse thought , In sore repentance of his hardiness , Of such a root , lo , cometh fruit fruitless . THE LOVER ABUSED RENOUNCETH LOVE . My love to scorn 10 SIR THOMAS ...
... wealth , betwixt earnest and game , With seldom glad , and many a diverse thought , In sore repentance of his hardiness , Of such a root , lo , cometh fruit fruitless . THE LOVER ABUSED RENOUNCETH LOVE . My love to scorn 10 SIR THOMAS ...
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accuse afore Anne Boleyn assign'd Bishop of London Bishop of Rome blame cause chance complain cruel CRUEL LOVE cruelty dear death deed desert desire disdain doth dread Earl of Essex Earl of Surrey evermore eyes faith fault favour fear feign fire fleeth forsake Fortune grace grief hand hath hear heart honest honour hope King King's Majesty LADY letters liberty live Lord Lordship LOVER COMPLAINETH lust Lute Mason mercy mind MISTRESS moan never nought offence pain Patience PENITENTIAL PSALMS perdie pity plain pleasant pleasure redress rejoice sador say nay seek shalt shame shew sighs Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Wyatt smart song sore sorrow Spain steadfast suffer sure tears thee thereof thine thing thou hast thought thyself traitor treason true trust truth unkind unto vaileth wealth ween Whereby William Hawte woful words wretched Wyatt ye know ye list
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Page 111 - And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath given thee my heart Never for to depart Neither for pain nor smart : And wilt thou leave me thus ? Say nay ! say nay...
Page 99 - And falsed faith must needs be known; The fault so great, the case so strange, Of right it must abroad be blown; Then since that by thine own desert My songs do tell how true thou art, Blame not my lute!
Page 31 - They flee from me, that sometime did me seek With naked foot, stalking in my chamber. I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek, That now are wild, and do not remember That sometime they put themselves in danger To take bread at my hand; and now they range Busily seeking with a continual change.
Page 98 - BLAME not my Lute! for he must sound Of this or that as liketh me ; For lack of wit the Lute is bound To give such tunes as pleaseth me ; Though my songs be somewhat strange, And speak such words as touch thy change, Blame not my Lute ! My Lute ! alas ! doth not offend, Though that perforce he must agree To sound such tunes as I intend, To sing to them that heareth me ; Then though my songs be somewhat plain, And toucheth some that use to feign, Blame not my Lute...
Page xxvi - This maketh me at home to hunt and hawk. And in foul weather at my book to sit, In frost and snow then with my bow to stalk: No man doth mark whereso I ride or go, In lusty leas at liberty I walk, And of these news I feel nor weal nor woe, Save that a clog doth hang yet at my heel.
Page 18 - OF LOVE. FAREWELL, Love, and all thy laws for ever; Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more : Senec, and Plato, call me from thy lore, To perfect wealth, my wit for to. endeavour...
Page 142 - But ha ! ha ! ha ! full well is me, For I am now at liberty.
Page 190 - None other pain pray I for them to be But, when the rage doth lead them from the right, That, looking backward, virtue they may see Even as she is, so goodly fair and bright. And whilst they clasp their lusts in arms across Grant them, good Lord, as thou mayst of thy might, To fret inward for losing such a loss.
Page 194 - With savory sauce the delicates to feel; Nor yet in Spain where one must him incline, Rather than to be, outwardly to seem; I meddle not with wits that be so fine. Nor Flanders...
Page 29 - MY lute, awake ! perform the last Labour that thou and I shall waste, And end that I have now begun; For when this song is sung and past, My lute, be still, for I have done.