Sir Thomas Wyatt

(1503-1542 / Kent / England)

Sir Thomas Wyatt Poems

1. A Description of Such a One As He Would Love 10/30/2015
2. A Revocation 1/4/2003
3. Abide And Abide And Better Abide 1/1/2004
4. And Wilt Thou Leave Me Thus? 5/17/2001
5. Avising The Bright Beams 5/17/2001
6. Divers Doth Use, As I Have Heard And Know 12/16/2014
7. Farewell Love And All Thy Laws Forever 5/17/2001
8. Farewell, Love 1/3/2003
9. Forget Not Yet The Tried Intent 5/17/2001
10. Forget Not Yet: The Lover Beseecheth His Mistress Not To Forget His Steadfast Faith And True Intent 1/4/2003
11. I Abide And Abide And Better Abide 5/17/2001
12. I Am As I Am 7/6/2015
13. I Find No Peace 5/17/2001
14. In Spain 5/17/2001
15. Is It Possible 5/17/2001
16. Lux, My Fair Falcon 1/3/2003
17. Madam, Withouten Many Words 5/17/2001
18. Madame, Withouten Many Words 1/3/2003
19. Mine Own John Poynz 5/17/2001
20. My Galley Chargèd With Forgetfulness 1/3/2003
21. My Galley, Charged With Forgetfulness 5/17/2001
22. My Lute Awake 5/17/2001
23. My Lute, Awake 1/3/2003
24. Of The Mean And Sure Estate 1/1/2004
25. Patience, Though I Have Not 6/18/2015
26. Satire Ii:The Country Mouse And The Town Mouse 1/1/2004
27. Since So Ye Please 5/17/2001
28. Since Ye So Please 1/3/2003
29. The Appeal: An Earnest Suit To His Unkind Mistress, Not To Forsake Him 1/4/2003
30. The Country Mouse And The Town Mouse 1/3/2003
31. The Furious Gun 1/3/2003
32. The Heart And Service 5/17/2001
33. The Lively sparks that issue from those eyes 3/4/2016
34. The Long Love 1/3/2003
35. The Long Love That In My Thought Doth Harbour 5/17/2001
36. They Flee From Me 5/17/2001
37. To His Lute 1/4/2003
38. Translation Of Petrarch's Rima, Sonnet 134 1/1/2004
39. Unstable Dream 5/17/2001
40. What Needeth These Threat'Ning Words 5/17/2001
Best Poem of Sir Thomas Wyatt

Is It Possible

Is it possible
That so high debate,
So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,
Should end so soon and was begun so late?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
So cruel intent,
So hasty heat and so soon spent,
From love to hate, and thence for to relent?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
That any may find
Within one heart so diverse mind,
To change or turn as weather and wind?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
To spy it in an eye
That turns as oft as chance on die,
The truth whereof can any try?
Is it possible?

It is possible
For to ...

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I Find No Peace

I find no peace, and all my war is done.
I fear and hope. I burn and freeze like ice.
I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise;
And nought I have, and all the world I season.
That loseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison
And holdeth me not--yet can I scape no wise--
Nor letteth me live nor die at my device,
And yet of death it giveth me occasion.
Without eyen I see, and without tongue I plain.

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