Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONG: 85, by THOMAS WYATT


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First Line: Spite of their spite which they in vain
Last Line: My fancy is too hard to turn.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas
Subject(s): Fantasy; Fear; Pain; Suffering; Misery


Spite of their spite which they in vain
Do stick to force my fantasy,
I am professed, for loss or gain,
To be thine own assuredly.
Who list thereat by spite to spurn,
My fancy is too hard to turn.

Although that some of busy wit
Do babble still, yea, yea, what though?
I have no fear nor will not flit
As doth the water to and fro.
Spite then their spite that list to spurn.
My fancy is too hard to turn.

Who is afraid? Yea, let him fly,
For I full well shall bide the brunt.
May grease their lips that list to lie
Of busy brains, as is their wont,
And yet against the prick they spurn.
My fancy is too hard to turn.

For I am set and will not swerve,
Whose faithful speech removeth naught.
And well I may thy grace deserve:
I think it is not dearly bought
And if they both do spite and spurn.
My fancy is too hard to turn.

Who list thereat to list or lour,
I am not he that aught doth reach.
There is no pain that hath the power
Out of my breast this thought to seek.
Then though they spite thereat and spurn,
My fancy is too hard to turn.





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