Love

I abide and abide and better abide

by Sir Thomas Wyatt 1503–1542

From The Poems of Sir Thomas Wiat (ed. A. K. Foxwell, 1913)

Love

I abide and abide and better abide,
And, after the olde proverbe, the happie daye :
And ever my ladye to me dothe saye,
" Let me alone and I will provyde.

I abide and abide and tarrye the tyde
And with abiding spede well ye maye :
Thus do I abide I wott allwaye,
Nother obtayning nor yet denied.

Aye me ! this long abidyng
Semithe to me as who sayethe
A prolonging of a dieng dethe,

Or a refusing of a desyred thing.
Moche ware it bettre for to be playne.
Then to saye abide and yet shall not obtayne.

MLA

Wyatt, Thomas. “I abide and abide and better abide.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/35/.

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Wyatt, Thomas. “I abide and abide and better abide.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/35/.

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