THE LOVER FORSAKETH HIS
UNKIND LOVE.


MY heart I gave thee, not to do it pain,        
   But to preserve, lo, it to thee was taken.
   I served thee, not that I should be for-
        saken ;
But, that I should receive reward again,
I was content thy servant to remain ;
And not to be repayed after this fashion.
Now, since in thee there is none other reason,
Displease thee not, if that I do refrain.
Unsatiate of my woe, and thy desire ;
Assured by craft for to excuse thy fault :
But, since it pleaseth thee to feign default,
Farewell, I say, departing from the fire.
    For he that doth believe, bearing in hand,
    Plougheth in water, and soweth in the sand.



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Text source:
Yeowell, James, Ed. The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt.
London: George Bell and Sons, 1904. 16.




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