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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONG: 3, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Like as the swan towards her death Last Line: "to cry: ""I died and you regard it not." Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Variant Title(s): Egerton Manuscript: 70 Subject(s): Love - Complaints | |||
Like as the swan towards her death Doth strain her voice with doleful note, Right so sing I with waste of breath, I die! I die! and you regard it not. I shall enforce my fainting breath That all that hears this deadly note Shall know that you doth cause my death: I die! I die! and you regard it not. Your unkindness hath sworn my death, And changed hath my pleasant note To painful sighs that stops my breath I die! I die! and you regard it not. Consumeth my life, faileth my breath; Your fault is forger of this note, Melting in tears, a cruel death: I die! I die! and you regard it not. My faith with me after my death Buried shall be, and to this note I do bequeath my very breath To cry: "I died and you regard it not." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TALKING RICHARD WILSON BLUES, BY RICHARD CLAY WILSON by DENIS JOHNSON THE BRIDGE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD MISGIVINGS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS THROUGH AGONY: 1 by CLAUDE MCKAY HEMATITE HEIRLOOM LIVES ON (MAYBE DECEMBER 1980) by ALICE NOTLEY |
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