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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WYATT BEING IN PRISON, TO BRIAN, by THOMAS WYATT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sighs are my food, drink are my tears Last Line: But yet, alas, the scar shall still remain. Alternate Author Name(s): Wyat, Thomas Variant Title(s): Sighs Are My Food;epigram: 24 Subject(s): Bryan, Sir Francis (d. 1550); Prisons & Prisoners; Convicts | |||
Sighs are my food, drink are my tears; Clinking of fetters such music would crave; Stink and close air away my life wears; Innocency is all the hope I have. Rain, wind or weather I judge by mine ears. Malice assaulted that righteousness should have. Sure I am, Brian, this wound shall heal again, But yet, alas, the scar shall still remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECULAR GAMES by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT DID YOU SEE? by FANNY HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WORK IN PROGRESS by CHARLES MARTIN |
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