#English #DisappointmentAndFailure #Living #Love #MenAndWomen #Relationships #RhymedStanza #SeparationAndDivorce & Break-ups Vexed
Farewell love and all thy laws for… Thy baited hooks shall tangle me n… Senec and Plato call me from thy… To perfect wealth, my wit for to e… In blind error when I did perseve…
Whoso list to hunt, I know where… But as for me, hélas, I may no mo… The vain travail hath wearied me s… I am of them that farthest cometh… Yet may I by no means my wearied…
Who list his wealth and ease retai… Himself let him unknown contain. Press not too fast in at that gate Where the return stands by disdain… For sure, circa Regna tonat.
The longë love that in my thought… And in mine hert doth keep his res… Into my face presseth with bold pr… And therein campeth, spreading his… She that me learneth to love and s…
I abide and abide and better abide… And after the old proverb, the hap… And ever my lady to me doth say, “Let me alone and I will provide.… I abide and abide and tarry the ti…
Ye old mule that think yourself so… Leave off with craft your beauty t… For it is true, without any fable, No man setteth more by riding in y… Too much travail so do your train…
I find no peace, and all my war is… I fear and hope. I burn and freez… I fly above the wind, yet can I n… And nought I have, and all the wo… That loseth nor locketh holdeth me…
Madam, withouten many words Once I am sure ye will or no ... And if ye will, then leave your bo… And use your wit and show it so, And with a beck ye shall me call;
You that in love finde lucke and h… And live in lust and joyful joliti… Arise, for shame, do away your slu… A rise, I say, do may some observ… Let me in bed lye dreming in misch…
Is it possible That so high debate, So sharp, so sore, and of such rat… Should end so soon and was begun s… Is it possible?
Mine own John Poynz, since ye del… The cause why that homeward I me… And flee the press of courts, wher… Rather than to live thrall under t… Of lordly looks, wrappèd within my…
Alas, madam, for stealing of a kis… Have I so much your mind there of… Have I then done so grievously am… That by no means it may be amended… Then revenge you, and the next way…
THERE was never nothing more me… Nor more my pity mov’d, As when my sweetheart her complain… That ever she me lov’d. Alas! the while!
They flee from me that sometime di… With naked foot, stalking in my ch… I have seen them gentle, tame, and… That now are wild and do not remem… That sometime they put themself in…
And wilt thou leave me thus? Say nay, say nay, for shame, To save thee from the blame Of all my grief and grame; And wilt thou leave me thus?