William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907.
Brunet and PhyllisSir Thomas Wyatt (15031542)
I
If many sighs with little speech too plain,—
Now joy, now woe, if they my cheer distain,—
For hope of small, if much to fear therefore,—
To haste or slack my pace to less or more,—
Be sign of love, then do I love again.
If thou ask whom,—sure, since I did refrain
Brunet, that set my wealth in such a roar,
The unfeignèd cheer of Phyllis hath the place
That Brunet had;—she hath, and ever shall.
She from myself now hath me in her grace;
She hath in hand my wit, my will, and all.
My heart alone well worthy she doth stay,
Without whose help scant do I live a day.