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EPIGRAM: 4 by THOMAS WYATT

Poet Analysis

First Line: SHE SAT AND SEWED THAT HATH DONE ME THE WRONG
Last Line: TO FEEL IF PRICKING WERE SO GOOD INDEED.
Subject(s): HEARTS; SINGING & SINGERS;
She sat and sewed that hath done me the wrong,
Whereof I plain, and have done many a day;
And whilst she heard my plaint in piteous song,
Wished my heart the sampler as it lay.
The blind master whom I have served so long,
Grudging to hear that he did hear her say,
Made her own weapon do her finger bleed,
To feel if pricking were so good indeed.



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