Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42). The Poetical Works. 1880.
OdesHe biddeth farewell to his unkind Mistress
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And that ye do rejoice my smart;
Me list no longer to remain
To such as be so overthwart:
But cursed be that cruel heart
Which hath procur’d a careless mind,
For me and mine unfeigned 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.