| Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42). The Poetical Works. 1880. | | | | Songs and Sonnets | | 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 | 5 |
| 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! | 10 |
| And graven with diamonds, in letters plain, | |
| There is written her fair neck round about; | |
| ‘Noli me tangere; for Cæsar’s I am, | |
| And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.’ | | | | |
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