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Poem by Thomas Wyatt


I Find no Peace


I find no peace, and all my war is done.
I fear and hope. I burn and freeze like ice.
I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise;
And nought I have, and all the world I season.
That loseth nor locketh holdeth me in prison
And holdeth me not--yet can I scape no wise--
Nor letteth me live nor die at my device,
And yet of death it giveth me occasion.
Without eyen I see, and without tongue I plain.
I desire to perish, and yet I ask health.
I love another, and thus I hate myself.
I feed me in sorrow and laugh in all my pain;
Likewise displeaseth me both life and death,
And my delight is causer of this strife. 



Thomas Wyatt


Thomas Wyatt's other poems:
  1. Stand Whoso List
  2. Since so Ye Please
  3. Of the Mean and Sure Estate
  4. Mine Own John Poynz
  5. In Spain


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