HE BIDDETH FAREWELL TO HIS
UNKIND MISTRESS.

S INCE so ye please to hear me plain,
  And that ye do rejoice my smart ;
  Me list no longer to remain
     To such as be so overthwart :
         But cursèd be that cruel heart
     Which hath procur'd a careless mind,
     For me and mine unfeignèd smart ;
     And forceth me such faults to find.
         More than too much I am assured
     Of thine intent, whereto to trust ;
     A speedless proof I have endured ;
     And now I leave it to them that lust.


Source:
Yeowell, James, Ed. The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt.
London: George Bell and Sons, 1904. 121.



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