Wednesday, September 30, 2020


The Knight[, Sir Thomas Wyatt,] in the beginninge cominge to beholde the sudden apearance of this new bewtie[, Ann Boleyn,] came to be holden and surprised somewhat with the sight therof, after much more with her wittie and graceful speach his eare also had him chained unto her, so as finaly his hart seemed to say, I could gladly yeald to be tiede for ever with the knot of her love, as somewhere in his verses hath bin thought his meaninge was to expres. She on the other part findinge him to be then married, and in the knot to have been tiede then x years rejected al his speach of love, but yet in such sort as what so ever tended to regard of her honour she shewed not to scorne, for the general favour and good will she perceived al men to beare him, which might the rather occasion others to torne their lookes to that which a man of his woorth was brought to gaze at in her, as indeede after it happened.

The Life of Doctor John Fisher, Bishop of Rochester in the Reign of King Henry VIII, 362-3.

THE LOVER DESPAIRING TO ATTAIN UNTO HIS LADY'S GRACE, RELINQUISHETH THE PURSUIT.
Whoso list to hunt? I know where is an hind!
But as for me, alas! I may no more,
The vain travail hath wearied me so sore;
I am of them that furthest come behind.
Yet may I by no means my wearied mind,
Draw from the deer; but as she fleeth afore
Fainting I follow; I leave off therefore,
Since in a net I seek to hold the wind.
Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt
As well as I, may spend his time in vain!
And graven with diamonds in letters plain,
There is written her fair neck round about;
'Noli me tangere; for Caesar's I am,
And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.'

Sir Thomas Wyatt.


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