| Sir Thomas Wyatt (150342). The Poetical Works. 1880. | | | | Songs and Epigrams | | The Lover that fled Love now follows it with his Harm |
| | | SOMETIME I fled the fire, that me so brent, | |
| By sea, by land, by water, and by wind; | |
| And now the coals I follow that be quent, | |
| From Dover to Calais, with willing mind. | |
| Lo, how desire is both forth sprung, and spent; | 5 |
| And he may see, that whilom was so blind, | |
| And all his labour laughs he now to scorn, | |
| Meshed in the briers, that erst was only torn. | | | | |
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