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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, Nother for pain nor smart; And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay! And wilt thou leave me thus And have no more pity Of him that loveth thee? Hélas, thy cruelty! And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay!
Thomas Wyatt’s other poems:
- Stand Whoso List
- Of the Mean and Sure Estate
- Lucks, My Fair Falcon
- Since so Ye Please
- My Galley, Charged With Forgetfulness
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