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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42).  The Poetical Works.  1880.
Songs and Sonnets
He prayeth his Lady to be true, for no one can restrain a willing Mind
THOUGH I myself be bridled of my mind,
Returning me backward by force express;
If thou seek honour, to keep thy promess
Who may thee hold, but thou thyself unbind?
Sigh then no more, since no way man may find        5
Thy virtue to let, though that frowardness
Of Fortune me holdeth; and yet as I may guess
Though other be present thou art not all behind.
Suffice it then that thou be ready there
At all hours; still under the defence        10
Of Time, Truth, and Love to save thee from offence.
Crying I burn in a lovely desire,
  With my dear Mistress that may not follow;
  Whereby mine absence turneth me to sorrow.

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