Love
My hert I gave the not to do it payn
From The Poems of Sir Thomas Wiat (ed. A. K. Foxwell, 1913)
My hert I gave the not to do it payn,
But to preserve it was to the taken :
I served the not to be forsaken,
But that I should be rewarded again :
I was content thy servaunt to remayn,
But not to be payed under this fasshion :
Nowe syns in the is none othr reason,
Displease the not if that I do refrain :
Unsaciat of my woo and thy desir :
Assured be craft to excuse thy fault.
But syns it please the to fain a default
Ffarewell I say, parting from the fyer.
For he that belevith bering in hand,
Ploweth in water and sojweth in the sand.
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Wyatt, Thomas. “My hert I gave the not to do it payn.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/21/.
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Wyatt, Thomas. “My hert I gave the not to do it payn.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/21/.
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