EUROPETRARCA

Sir Thomas Wyatt's translation of n. 134

Wyatt (from the Devonshire MS)
I finde no peace and all my warre is donne
I fere and hope / I bourne and freis lyke yse /
I flye aboute the heavin yet can I not aryse /
and nought I have and all the worlde I leson
That loosithe and ^nor. lockithe holdithe me in prison
and holdithe me not / yet can I scape no wise
nor lettithe me lyve nor die at my devise
and yet of dethe it gyvethe me occassiyon occasion
without [e]yes I see / and without tong I playne
I desire to perishe / and yet I aske helthe
I love another and thus I hate my silf
I fede me in sorrowe and lawghe in all my paine
lyke wyse displesithe me bothe dethe and lyf
and my delight is causer of this strif /
BL MS Add. 17492), f. [82r-v]

I owe this transcription to Carlo Bajetta

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