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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: 17, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Some time I fled the fire that me brent
Last Line: Mashed in the breers that erst was all to torn.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas
Variant Title(s): Egerton Manuscript: 59
Subject(s): Desire; Fire
First Line: Some time I fled the fire that me brent
Last Line: Mashed in the breers that erst was all to torn.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas
Variant Title(s): Egerton Manuscript: 59
Subject(s): Desire; Fire
Some time I fled the fire that me brent,
By sea, by land, by water, and by wind;
And now I follow the coles that be quent
From Dover to Calais against my mind.
Lo! how desire is both sprung and spent!
And he may see that whilome was so blind;
And all his labor now he laught to scorn,
Mashed in the breers that erst was all to torn.
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