| Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42). The Poetical Works. 1880. | | | | Odes | | He complaineth to his Heart that having once recovered his Freedom he had again become thrall to Love |
| | | AH! my heart, what aileth thee? | |
| To set so light my liberty! | |
| Making me bond when I was free: | |
| Ah! my heart, what aileth thee? | |
| When thou were rid from all distress, | 5 |
| Void of all pain and pensiveness, | |
| To choose again a new mistress; | |
| Ah! my heart, what aileth thee? | |
| When thou were well thou could not hold: | |
| To turn again, that were too bold; | 10 |
| Thus to renew my sorrows old, | |
| Ah! my heart, what aileth thee? | |
| Thou know’st full well that but of late, | |
| I was turned out of Love’s gate: | |
| And now to guide me to this mate! | 15 |
| Ah! my heart, what aileth thee? | |
| I hop’d full well all had been done; | |
| But now my hope is ta’en and won; | |
| To my torment to yield so soon, | |
| Ah! my heart, what aileth thee? | 20 | | | |
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