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Is It Possible

         IS IT possible

      That so high debate,

   So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,

Should end so soon and was begun so late?

         Is it possible?



         Is it possible

      So cruel intent,

   So hasty heat and so soon spent,

From love to hate, and thence foth to relent?

         Is it possible?



         Is it possible

      That any may find

   Within one heart so diverse mind,

To change and turn as weather and wind?

         Is it possible?



         Is it possible

      To spy it in an eye

   That turns as oft as chance on die?

The troth thereof can any try?

         Is it possible?



         It is possible

      For to turn so oft,

   To bring that lowest that was most aloft,

And to fall highest, yet to light* soft.            {alight, land}

         It is possible.



         All is possible,

      Whoso list* believe;             {wants to, cares to}

   Trust therefore first, and after preve*:            {prove}

As men wed ladies by license and leave,

         All is possible.



Sir Thomas Wyatt     from the Devonshire Manuscript

What Should I Say

WHAT should I say

   Since Faith is dead,

And Truth away

   From you is fled?

   Should I be led

With doubleness?

Nay, nay, Mistress!



I promised you,

   And you promised me,

To be as true,

   As I would be;

   But since I see

Your double heart,

Farewell my part!



Thought for to take,

   It is not my mind

But to forsake --

   I am not blind--

   And as I find

So will I trust.

Farewell, unjust!



Can ye say nay?

   But you said

That I alway

   Should be obeyed?

   And thus betrayd

Or that I wist*--             {knew}

Farewell, unkist!

Sir Thomas Wyatt     from the Devonshire Manuscript

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