“Because I have thee still kept from lies and blame”

Sir Thomas Wyatt - Non-Music, Lyric Poem (Literature)
“Because I have thee still kept from lies and blame”
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Because I have thee still kept from lies and blame And to my power always have I thee honoured, Unkind tongue, right ill hast thou me rendered For such desert to do me wreak and shame. In need of succour most when that I am To ask reward, then standest thou like one afeard, Alway most cold; and if thou speak toward, It is as in dream, unperfect and lame. And ye salt tears, again my will each night That are with me when fain I would be alone, Then are ye gone when I should make my moan. And you so ready sighs to make me shright, Then are ye slack when that ye should outstart, And only my look declareth my heart.
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- Sir Thomas Wyatt