| Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42). The Poetical Works. 1880. | | | | Odes | | That the Pain he endured should not make him cease from loving |
| | | THE JOY so short, alas! the pain so near, | |
| The way so long, the departure so smart; | |
| The first sight, alas! I bought too dear, | |
| That so suddenly now from hence must part. | |
| The body gone yet remain shall the heart | 5 |
| With her, the which for me salt tears doth rain; | |
| And shall not change till that we meet again. | |
| The time doth pass, yet shall not my love; | |
| Though I be far, always my heart is near. | |
| Though other change yet will not I remove; | 10 |
| Though other care not, yet love I will and fear; | |
| Though other hate, yet will I love my dear; | |
| Though other will of lightness say ‘Adieu,’ | |
| Yet will I be found steadfast and true. | |
| When other laugh, alas! then do I weep; | 15 |
| When other sing, then do I wail and cry; | |
| When other run, perforced I am to creep; | |
| When other dance, in sorrow I do lie; | |
| When other joy, for pain well near I die; | |
| Thus brought from wealth, alas! to endless pain, | 20 |
| That undeserved, causeless to remain. | | | | |
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