Sir Thomas Wyatt

Poems (5)

• A Revocation

  What should I say? / —Since Faith is dead, …

• Forget not yet

  Forget not yet the tried intent / Of such a truth as I have meant; …

• The Appeal

  And wilt thou leave me thus! / Say nay, say nay, for shame! …

• To His Lute

  My lute, awake! perform the last / Labour that thou and I shall waste, …

• Vixi Puellis Nuper Idoneus...

  They flee from me that sometime did me seek, / With naked foot stalking within my chamber: …