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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42).  The Poetical Works.  1880.
 
Odes
The deceived Lover sueth only for Liberty
 
  IF chance assign’d,
Were to my mind,
By very kind
    Of destiny;
Yet would I crave        5
Nought else to have,
    But life and liberty.
Then were I sure,
I might endure
The displeasure        10
    Of cruelty;
Where now I plain,
Alas! in vain,
    Lacking my life, for liberty.
For without th’ one,        15
Th’ other is gone,
And there can none
    It remedy;
If th’ one be past,
Th’ other doth waste,        20
    And all for lack of liberty.
And so I drive,
As yet alive,
Although I strive
    With misery;        25
Drawing my breath,
Looking for death,
    And loss of life for liberty.
But thou that still,
Mayst at thy will,        30
Turn all this ill
    Adversity;
For the repair,
Of my welfare,
    Grant me but life and liberty.        35
And if not so,
Then let all go
To wretched woe,
    And let me die;
For th’ one or th’ other,        40
There is none other;
    My death, or life with liberty.
 
 
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