THE ABUSED LOVER SEETH HIS FOLLY,

AND INTENDETH TO TRUST

NO MORE.


W AS never file yet half so well yfiled,
   To file a file for any smith's intent,
   As I was made a filing instrument,
To frame other, while that I was beguiled :
But reason, lo, hath at my folly smiled,
And pardoned me, sins that I me repent
Of my lost years, and of my time misspent.
For youth led me, and falsehood me misguided.
Yet, this trust I have of great apparence:
Since that deceit is aye returnable,
Of very force it is agreeable,
That therewithal be done the recompense :
    Then guile beguiled plained should be never ;
    And the reward is little trust for ever.



Source:
Yeowell, James, Ed. The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt.
London: George Bell and Sons, 1904. 2-3.




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