Sir Thomas Wyatt

(1503-1542 / Kent / England)

The Appeal: An Earnest Suit To His Unkind Mistress, Not To Forsake Him - Poem by Sir Thomas Wyatt

AND wilt thou leave me thus!
Say nay, say nay, for shame!
--To save thee from the blame
Of all my grief and grame.
And wilt thou leave me thus?
   Say nay! say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath loved thee so long
In wealth and woe among:
And is thy heart so strong
As for to leave me thus?
   Say nay! say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath given thee my heart
Never for to depart
Neither for pain nor smart:
And wilt thou leave me thus?
   Say nay! say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
And have no more pitye
Of him that loveth thee?
Alas, thy cruelty!
And wilt thou leave me thus?
   Say nay! say nay!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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