THAT FAITH IS DEAD, AND TRUE LOVE

DISREGARDED.


W HAT should I say !
  Since Faith is dead,
  And Truth away
      From you is fled ?
      Should I be led
      With doubleness ?
      Nay ! nay ! Mistress.
          I promis'd you,
      And you promis'd me,
      To be as true,
      As I would be.
      But since I see
      Your double heart,
      Farewell my part !
          Thought for to take,
      It is not my mind ;
      But to forsake
      [One so unkind;]
      And as I find,
      So will I trust ;
      Farewell, unjust !
          Can ye say nay,
      But that you said
      That I alway
      Should be obey'd ?
      And thus betray'd,
      Or that I wist !
      Farewell, unkist !



Source:
Yeowell, James, Ed. The Poetical Works of Sir Thomas Wyatt.
London: George Bell and Sons, 1904. 132-133.




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