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The Speaker's Role in Three Poems by Howard, Wyatt, and Raleigh

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The Speaker's Role in Three Poems by Howard, Wyatt, and Raleigh

The speakers in "Farewell, False Love," by Sir Walter Raleigh and "My Lute, Awake!" by Sir Thomas Wyatt the Elder have similar motivations, although the poems have differing constructs. Each speaker seeks to unleash his venomous emotions at a woman who has scorned him, by humiliating her through complicated revenge fantasies and savage metaphors. Through this invective, he hopes to convince us of this woman's inward ugliness. Raleigh catalogues a long list of conceits for his false love: she is every horrid thing from a "siren song" to "an idle boy that sleeps in pleasure's lap".

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The eloquent "My Lute, Awake!" is ostensibly addressed to the speaker's lute and to his lover, but the story that he tells of her cruel rejection, and his predictions of her eventual lonely decrepitude, are clearly meant for our ears, and he is notably aware that we are listening. Although he refers to his lover as "thee," he acknowledges early on that she cannot or will not hear him: "As to be heard where ear is none, / As lead to grave in marble stone / My song may pierce her heart as soon." In "Farewell, False Love," Raleigh does not use the second person, and his motive is obviously to characterize his faithless love before his public. His metaphors are as creative as they are damning, and the verse itself is highly structured: the first stanza deals with his lover's dishonesty, the second with her appearance of sweetness which masks sin ("A poisoned serpent covered all with flowers. . . A gilded hook that holds a poisoned bait"), and so forth. This is no spontaneous outpouring of emotion: it's more like a finely tuned, premeditated character assassination.

Raleigh and Wyatt both proclaim stoicism in the face of rejection, contending that they no longer care for their lovers after having been betrayed and rebuffed. Raleigh concludes his poem with "Dead is the root whence all these fancies grew." Wyatt asks his lute, "Should we then sing or sigh or moan? No, no, my lute for I have done." "Care then

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