I am of them that furthest come behind. Yet may I by no means my wearied mind Draw from the deer ; but as she fleeth afore Fainting I follow ; I leave off therefore, Since in a net I seek to hold the wind. 'Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt As...
The poetical works of Sir Thomas Wyatt - Page 17
by Sir Thomas Wyatt - 1866 - 251 pages
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