Sir Thomas Wyatt

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 lovèd thee so long,
In wealth and woe among?
And in 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,
Neither 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?
Alas, thy cruelty!
And wilt thou leave me thus?
Say nay, say nay!

Is it possible?

Is it possible
That so high debate,
So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,
Should end so soon as was begun so late?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
So cruel intent,
So hasty heat and so soon spent,
From love to hate, and thence for to relent?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
That any may find
Within one heart so diverse mind,
To change or turn as weather and wind?
Is it possible?

Is it possible
To spy in an eye
That turns as oft as chance on die?
The truth whereof any can try?
Is it possible?

It is possible
For to turn so oft,
To bring that lowest that was most aloft,
And to fall highest yet to light soft.
It is possible.

All is possible
Whoso list believe,
Trust therefore first and after preve,
As men wed ladies by licence and leave,
All is possible.

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