#English #DisappointmentAndFailure #Living #Love #MenAndWomen #Relationships #RhymedStanza #SeparationAndDivorce & Break-ups Vexed
You that in love finde lucke and h… And live in lust and joyful joliti… Arise, for shame, do away your slu… A rise, I say, do may some observ… Let me in bed lye dreming in misch…
What needeth these threnning words… All this cannot make me restore my… To rob your good, iwis, is not my… Nor causeless your fair hand did… Let love be judge or else whom nex…
Farewell love and all thy laws for… Thy baited hooks shall tangle me n… Senec and Plato call me from thy… To perfect wealth, my wit for to e… In blind error when I did perseve…
The longë love that in my thought… And in mine hert doth keep his res… Into my face presseth with bold pr… And therein campeth, spreading his… She that me learneth to love and s…
WHAT meaneth this! when I lie al… I toss, I turn, I sigh, I groan; My bed me seems as hard as stone: What means this? I sigh, I plain continually;
They flee from me that sometime di… With naked foot, stalking in my ch… I have seen them gentle, tame, and… That now are wild and do not remem… That sometime they put themself in…
Whoso list to hunt, I know where… But as for me, hélas, I may no mo… The vain travail hath wearied me s… I am of them that farthest cometh… Yet may I by no means my wearied…
Unstable dream, according to the p… Be steadfast once, or else at leas… By tasted sweetness make me not to… The sudden loss of thy false feign… By good respect in such a dangerou…
Mine own John Poynz, since ye del… The cause why that homeward I me… And flee the press of courts, wher… Rather than to live thrall under t… Of lordly looks, wrappèd within my…
My galley, chargèd with forgetfuln… Thorough sharp seas in winter nigh… 'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine… That is my lord, steereth with cru… And every owre a thought in readin…
The heart and service to you proff… With right good will full honestly… Refuse it not, since it is offer’d… But take it to you gentlely. And though it be a small present,
Forget not yet the tried intent Of such a truth as I have meant; My great travail so gladly spent, Forget not yet. Forget not yet when first began
Since so ye please to hear me plai… And that ye do rejoice my smart, Me list no lenger to remain To such as be so overthwart. But cursed be that cruel heart
BLAME not my Lute! for he must… Of this or that as liketh me ; For lack of wit the Lute is bound To give such tunes as pleaseth me… Though my songs be somewhat strang…
My mother’s maids, when they did s… They sang sometime a song of the f… That, for because her livelood was… Would needs go seek her townish si… She thought herself endurèd too mu…