Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

SONG: 15, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: Comfort thyself, my woful heart
Last Line: Sigh there thy last, and therewith break.
Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas
Subject(s): Longing


Comfort thyself, my woful heart,
Or shortly on thyself thee wreak;
For length redoubleth deadly smart;
Why sigh'st thou, heart, and wilt not break?
To waste in sighs were piteous death;
Alas, I find thee faint and weak.
Enforce thyself to lose thy breath;
Why sigh'st thou, heart, and wilt not break?
Thou know'st right well that no redress
Is thus to pine; and for to speak,
Perdie, it is remediless.
Why sigh'st thou then, and wilt not break?
It is too late for to refuse
The yoke, when it is on thy neck:
To shake it off, vaileth not to muse:
Why sigh'st thou then, and wilt not break?
To sob and sigh it were but vain,
Since there is none that doth it reck.
Alas, thou dost prolong thy pain:
Why sigh'st thou then, and wilt not break?
Then in her sight, to move her heart,
Seek on thyself thyself to wreak:
That she may know thou suffered'st smart,
Sigh there thy last, and therewith break.
















Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...
Home: PoetryExplorer.net