Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: 67, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Grudge on who list, this is my lot Last Line: No thing to want if it were not. Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Subject(s): Eyes; Faith; Hearts; Love; Belief; Creed | ||||||||
Grudge on who list, this is my lot; No thing to want, if it were not. My years be young even as ye see. All things thereto doth well agree In faith, in face, in each degree No thing doth want, as seemeth me, If it were not. Some men doth say that friends be scarce But I have found, as in this case, A friend which giveth to no man place But makes me happiest that ever was, If it were not. Grudge on who list, this is my lot; No thing to want, if it were not. A heart I have besides all this That hath my heart and I have his. If he doth well it is my bliss And when we meet no lack there is, If it were not. If he can find that can me please, He thinks he does his own heart's ease; And likewise I could well appease The chiefest cause of his misease, If it were not. Grudge on who list, this is my lot; No thing to want, if it were not. A master eke God hath me sent To whom my will is wholly bent To serve and love, for that intent That both we might be well content, If it were not. And here an end. It doth suffice To speak few words among the wise. Yet take this note before your eyes: My mirth should double once or twice If it were not. Grudge on who list, this is my lot; No thing to want if it were not. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UNHOLY SONNET 4 by MARK JARMAN QUIA ABSURDUM by ROBINSON JEFFERS GOING TO THE HORSE FLATS by ROBINSON JEFFERS SONNET TO FORTUNE by LUCY AIKEN JONATHAN EDWARDS IN WESTERN MASSACHUSETTS by ROBERT LOWELL |
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