Thomas Wyatt Quotes

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My lute, awake! perform the last Labor 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.

Thomas Wyatt
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small;
Therewith all sweetly did me kiss,
And softly said, 'Dear heart, how like you this?'

Thomas Wyatt
Forget not yet the tried intent
Of such a truth as I have meant;
My great travail so gladly spent,
Forget not yet!

Thomas Wyatt
And graven with diamonds in letters plain There is written her fair neck round about: Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am, And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.

Thomas Wyatt
They flee from me, that sometime did me seek
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.

Thomas Wyatt
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay! say nay! for shame!
To save thee from the blame
Of all my grief and grame.
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay! say nay!

Thomas Wyatt
With serving still
This have I won:
For my good will
To be undone.
And for redress
Of all my pain
Disdainfulness
I have again.

Thomas Wyatt
I leave off therefore
Since in a net I seek to hold the wind.

Thomas Wyatt
For hitherto though I have lost all my time,
Me lusteth no longer rotten boughs to climb.

Thomas Wyatt
Behold love, thy power how she despiseth:
My great pain, how little she regardeth
The holy oath, whereof she taketh no cure
Broken she hath : and yet she bideth sure
Right at her ease, and little she dreadeth.

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For as saith a proverb notable, Each thing seeketh his semblable.

Thomas Wyatt