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WHAT should I say? --Since Faith is dead, And Truth away From you is fled? Should I be led With doubleness? Nay! nay! mistress.
I promised you, And you promised me, To be as true As I would be. But since I see Your double heart, Farewell my part!
Thought for to take 'Tis not my mind; But to forsake One so unkind; And as I find So will I trust. Farewell, unjust!
Can ye say nay But that you said That I alway Should be obeyed? And--thus betrayed Or that I wist! Farewell, unkist!
Sir Thomas Wyatt
Read poems about / on: farewell, trust, faith, truth
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