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Thomas Wyatt (Томас Уайетт)


The Long Love


The long love that in my thought doth harbour,
And in mine heart doth keep his residence,
Into my face presseth with bold pretence,
And therein campeth, spreading his banner.
She that me learneth to love and suffer,
And wills that my trust and lust's negligence
Be reined by reason, shame, and reverence,
With his hardiness taketh displeasure.
Wherewithal, unto the heart's forest he fleeth,
Leaving his enterprise with pain and cry;
And there him hideth, and not appeareth.
What may I do when my master feareth
But in the field with him to live or die?
For good is the life ending faithfully. 



Thomas Wyatt's other poems:
  1. Stand Whoso List
  2. Mine Own John Poynz
  3. With Serving Still
  4. Of the Mean and Sure Estate
  5. Patience, Though I Have Not


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