This is a tricky one.
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 are now wild and do not remember
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,
In thin array after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown did 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?"
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.
But since that I so kindly am served,
I would fain know what she hath deserved.
Read this in class yesterday... No one seemed to have much of an idea what was going on, except in the second stanza of course. I had a theory about what went wrong in the third stanza, but decided not to mention it if they didn't seem close to it, which turned out to be the case.
Wyatt seems to have been an interesting guy. A member of Henry VIII's court, supposed lover of Anne Boleyn, Wyatt was also a diplomat and a knight.