gmay33
04-16-2009, 11:48 AM
This was spam. Windows video spam, which, you know, I'm religiously opposed to.
Therefore, I give you a poem instead. If y'all play nice, I'll post the other version.
Medievalist/Lisa
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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–1542)
They Flee from me that Sometime Did me Seek
They flee from me that sometime did me seek,
With naked foot stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them, gentle, tame, and meek,
That now are wild, and do not remember
5 That sometime they put themselves in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
Busily seeking with a continual change.
Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
Twenty times better; but once in special,
10 In thin array, after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss
And softly said, “Dear heart, how like you this?”
15 It was no dream, I lay broad waking.
But all is turned, thorough my gentleness,
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
And she also, to use newfangleness˚. newfangleness fickleness
20 But since that I so kindly am servéd
I fain would know what she hath deservéd.
Therefore, I give you a poem instead. If y'all play nice, I'll post the other version.
Medievalist/Lisa
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Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–1542)
They Flee from me that Sometime Did me Seek
They flee from me that sometime did me seek,
With naked foot stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them, gentle, tame, and meek,
That now are wild, and do not remember
5 That sometime they put themselves in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range,
Busily seeking with a continual change.
Thanked be fortune it hath been otherwise
Twenty times better; but once in special,
10 In thin array, after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss
And softly said, “Dear heart, how like you this?”
15 It was no dream, I lay broad waking.
But all is turned, thorough my gentleness,
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
And she also, to use newfangleness˚. newfangleness fickleness
20 But since that I so kindly am servéd
I fain would know what she hath deservéd.