Love

To rayle or jest ye know I use it not

by Sir Thomas Wyatt 1503–1542

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

Love

To rayle or jest ye know I use it not
Tho that such cause somtyme in folkes I finde :
And tho to chaunge ye list to sett your minde,
Love yt who liste, in faithe I like yt not.

And if ye ware to me as ye are not,
I wolde be lothe to se you so unkinde ;
But sins your faith muste nedes be so, be kinde.
Though I hate it, I praye you love yt not.

Thinges of grete waight I never thought to crave :
This is but small : of right denye it not :
Your fayning way is as yet forget them not,

But like rewarde let other lovers have.
That is to saye : for servis true and faste
To long delaies and chaunging at the laste.

MLA

Wyatt, Thomas. “To rayle or jest ye know I use it not.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/38/.

Chicago

Wyatt, Thomas. “To rayle or jest ye know I use it not.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/wyatt/38/.

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