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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42).  The Poetical Works.  1880.
A renouncing of hardly escaped Love
  FAREWELL the heart of cruelty;
Though that with pain my liberty
Dear have I bought, and wofully
Finish’d my fearful tragedy.
Of force I must forsake such pleasure;        5
A good cause just, since I endure
Thereby my woe, which be ye sure,
Shall therewith go me to recure.
  I fare as one escap’d that fleeth,
Glad he is gone, and yet still feareth        10
Spied to be caught, and so dreadeth
That he for nought his pain leseth.
In joyful pain, rejoice my heart,
Thus to sustain of each a part.
Let not this song from thee astart,        15
Welcome among my pleasant smart.

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