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Pass forth my wonted cries
The of this edition is taken from The Poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt edited by A.K. Foxwell, London 1913. The modern spelling version and the notes are provided The notes are not intended to be exhaustive, but to provide the minimum assistance to students for whom the poems are new.
I.N.J.O.Y
Old fashion
Passe forth my wonted cryes
Those cruell eares to pearce,
Which in most hateful wyse
Doe styll my plaintes reverse.
Doe you my teares, also
So wet her barrein hart,
That pitye there may grow,
And crueltie departe.
For though hard rockes among
She semes to have bene bred,
And of the Tigre long
Bene nourished and fed ;
Yet shall that nature change,
If pitie once win place
Whan as unknowen and strange,
She now away doth chase.
And as the water soft
Without forcyng or strength,
Where that it falleth oft,
Hard stones doeth perse at length :
So in her stony hart
My plaintes at last shall grave,
And rigour set apart,
Winne grant of that I crave.
Wherefore my plaintes, present
Styll so to her my sute
As ye, through her assent
May bring to me some frute.
And as she shall me prove,
So bid her me regarde,
And render love for love,
Which is a just reward.
Modern English
Pass forth my wonted cries
Those cruel ears to pierce,
Which in most hateful wise
Do still my plaints reverse.
Do you my tears, also
So wet her barren heart,
That pity there may grow,
And cruelty depart.
For though hard rocks among
She seems to have been bred,
And of the Tiger long
Been nourished and fed;
Yet shall that nature change,
If pity once win place
When as unknown and strange,
She now away doth chase.
And as the water soft
Without forcing or strength,
Where that it falleth oft,
Hard stones doth perse at length.
So in her stony hart
My plaints at last shall grave,
And, rigour set apart,
Win grant of that I crave.
Wherefore my plaints, present
Still so to her my suit
As ye, through her assent
May bring to me some fruit.
And as she shall me prove,
So bid her me regard,
And render love for love,
Which is a just reward.
NOTES
. reverse = send back to me.
. When as = when it, as (i.e. pity).
. perse = pierce.
. grave = engrave.
rigour set apart = (with her) harshness put to one side.
present - an imperative addressed to his complaints. 'Go forth, my complaints, and present persistently my suit to her'.
. prove = find.
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The of this edition is taken from The Poems of Sir Thomas Wyatt edited by A.K. Foxwell, London 1913. The modern spelling version and the notes are provided The notes are not intended to be exhaustive, but to provide the minimum assistance to students for whom the poems are new.
I.N.J.O.Y
Old fashion
Passe forth my wonted cryes
Those cruell eares to pearce,
Which in most hateful wyse
Doe styll my plaintes reverse.
Doe you my teares, also
So wet her barrein hart,
That pitye there may grow,
And crueltie departe.
For though hard rockes among
She semes to have bene bred,
And of the Tigre long
Bene nourished and fed ;
Yet shall that nature change,
If pitie once win place
Whan as unknowen and strange,
She now away doth chase.
And as the water soft
Without forcyng or strength,
Where that it falleth oft,
Hard stones doeth perse at length :
So in her stony hart
My plaintes at last shall grave,
And rigour set apart,
Winne grant of that I crave.
Wherefore my plaintes, present
Styll so to her my sute
As ye, through her assent
May bring to me some frute.
And as she shall me prove,
So bid her me regarde,
And render love for love,
Which is a just reward.
Modern English
Pass forth my wonted cries
Those cruel ears to pierce,
Which in most hateful wise
Do still my plaints reverse.
Do you my tears, also
So wet her barren heart,
That pity there may grow,
And cruelty depart.
For though hard rocks among
She seems to have been bred,
And of the Tiger long
Been nourished and fed;
Yet shall that nature change,
If pity once win place
When as unknown and strange,
She now away doth chase.
And as the water soft
Without forcing or strength,
Where that it falleth oft,
Hard stones doth perse at length.
So in her stony hart
My plaints at last shall grave,
And, rigour set apart,
Win grant of that I crave.
Wherefore my plaints, present
Still so to her my suit
As ye, through her assent
May bring to me some fruit.
And as she shall me prove,
So bid her me regard,
And render love for love,
Which is a just reward.
NOTES
. reverse = send back to me.
. When as = when it, as (i.e. pity).
. perse = pierce.
. grave = engrave.
rigour set apart = (with her) harshness put to one side.
present - an imperative addressed to his complaints. 'Go forth, my complaints, and present persistently my suit to her'.
. prove = find.
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