Love
myserable sorow withowten cure
From The Poems of Sir Thomas Wiat (ed. A. K. Foxwell, 1913)
Love
myserable sorow withowten cure
Yf it plese the lo to have me thus suffir,
At lest yet let her know what I endure,
And this my last voyse cary thow thether
Wher lyved my hope now ded for ever;
For as ill grevus is my banyshement
As was my plesure whan she was present
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