Sir Thomas Wyatt

(1503-1542 / Kent / England)

And Wilt Thou Leave me Thus?


And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay, for shame,
To save thee from the blame
Of all my grief and grame;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath loved thee so long
In wealth and woe among?
And is thy heart so strong
As for to leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus,
That hath given thee my heart
Never for to depart,
Nother for pain nor smart;
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

And wilt thou leave me thus
And have no more pity
Of him that loveth thee?
Hélas, thy cruelty!
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

Submitted: Thursday, May 17, 2001
Edited: Thursday, May 17, 2001

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  • Rookie Samantha Ashley (7/9/2008 5:17:00 PM)

    This poem, along with several other of Wyatt's poems have been featured on the show 'The Tudors' They chose to make him a key character (despite some historical inaccuracies) Wyatt was a great poet. I'm glad to get familiar with his work. 'And Wilt Thou Leave Me Thus' in particular is brilliant. (Report) Reply

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