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EPIGRAM: 36 by THOMAS WYATT

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First Line: THOU SLEEPEST FAST AND I WITH WOEFUL HEART
Last Line: THOU DREAMEST STILL WHICH WAY MY LIFE TO WASTE.
Subject(s): HEARTS; LIFE; SLEEP;
Thou sleepest fast and I with woeful heart
Stand here alone, sighing, and cannot fly.
Thou sleepest fast when cruel love his dart
On me doth cast, alas, so painfully.
Thou sleepest fast and I, all full of smart,
To thee, my foe, in vain do call and cry.
And yet, methinks, thou that sleepest fast,
Thou dreamest still which way my life to waste.



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