They Flee From Me

Sir Thomas Wyatt

1503 to 1542

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