| Sir Thomas Wyatt (150342). The Poetical Works. 1880. | | | | Songs and Epigrams | | To his Love from whom he had her Gloves |
| | | WHAT needs these threatening words and wasted wind? | |
| All this cannot make me restore my prey. | |
| To rob your goods, I wis is not my mind, | |
| Nor causeless your fair hand did I display. | |
| Let Love be judge, or else whom next we find, | 5 |
| That may both hear what you and I can say. | |
| She reft my heart, and I a glove from her: | |
| Let us see then, if one be worth the other. | | | | |
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