They Flee From Me

Sir Thomas Wyatt

1503 to 1542

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But all is turned thorough my gentleness
And she me caught in her arms long and small;
Twenty times better; but once in special,
Busily seeking with a continual change.
It was no dream: I lay broad waking.
With naked foot, stalking in my chamber.
Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
That now are wild and do not remember
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss
They flee from me that sometime did me seek
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And softly said, "Dear heart, how like you this?"
I would fain know what she hath deserved.
But since that I so kindly am served
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek,
And she also, to use newfangleness.
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
In thin array after a pleasant guise,
That sometime they put themself in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,