Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: 46, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: All heavy minds / do seek to ease their charge Last Line: Is clean in vain. Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Subject(s): Desire; Grief; Hearts; Pain; Sorrow; Sadness; Suffering; Misery | ||||||||
All heavy minds Do seek to ease their charge, And that that most them binds To let at large. Then why should I Hold pain within my heart, And may my tune apply, To ease my smart? My faithful lute Alone shall hear me plain; For else all other suit Is clean in vain. For where I sue Redress of all my grief, Lo, they do most eschew My heart's relief. Alas, my dear, Have I deserved so? That no help may appear Of all my woe? Whom speak I to, Unkind and deaf of ear? Alas, lo, I go, And wot not where. Where is my thought? Where wanders my desire? Where may the thing be sought That I require? Light in the wind Doth flee all my delight; Where truth and faithful mind Are put to flight. Who shall me give Feath'red wings for to flee, The thing that doth me grieve That I may see? Who would go seek The cause whereby to pain? Who could his foe beseek For ease of pain? My chance doth so My woful case procure, To offer to my foe My heart to cure. What hope I then To have any redress? Of whom or where or when Who can express? No since despair Hath set me in this case, In vain oft in the air To say Alas! I seek no thing But thus for to discharge My heart of sore sighing, To plain at large, And with my lute Sometime to ease my pain: For else all other suit Is clean in vain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTHENOPHIL AND PARTHENOPHE: MADRIGAL 14 by BARNABE BARNES SONNETS IN SHADOWS: 1 by ARLO BATES IN PRAISE OF PAIN by HEATHER MCHUGH THE SYMPATIZERS by JOSEPHINE MILES |
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