THE LOVER HAVING DREAMED ENJOYING OF HIS LOVE, COMPLAINETH THAT THE DREAM IS NOT EITHER LONGER OR TRUER. NSTABLE dream, according to the place,    Be steadfast once, or else at least be true :    By tasted sweetness make me not to rue The sudden loss of thy false fained grace. By good respect, in such a dangerous case, Thou broughtest not her into these tossing seas ; But madest my sprite to live my care t' encrease, My body in tempest her delight t'embrace. The body dead, the spirit had his desire ; Painless was th' one, the other in delight. Why then, alas, did it not keep it right, But thus return to leap in to the fire ;     And where it was at wish, could not remain?     Such mocks of dreams do turn to deadly pain. Source: Yeowell, Jams, Ed. The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt. London: George Bell and Sons, 1904. 4-5. to the Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt Site copyright ©1996-2007 Anniina Jokinen. All Rights Reserved. Created by Anniina Jokinen on January 15, 2000. Last updated July 25, 2007. ©2003 Anniina Jokinen Bonaventura Peeters, the Elder Storm on the Sea, detail. 1632 National Gallery, Prague.