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| 22 | <img border="0" src="../abpoems.gif" alt="Primary Sources: Sir Thomas Wyatt's poetry inspired by Anne Boleyn" width="377" height="100"><p align="center"> </td>
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| 30 | <td valign="top" width="48%" bgcolor="#FFFFE8"><p align="left">
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| 32 | <font size="2">Sir Thomas Wyatt wrote these two famous poems inspired
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| 33 | by Henry VIII's tragic second queen.</font><p align="left">
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| 34 |
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| 35 | <img SRC="../anne1.jpg" ALT="portrait of Anne Boleyn" height=194 width=150 align="left"><font size="2">Wyatt was born in 1503 at Allington Castle, Kent. He was the
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| 36 | son of Henry Wyatt and Anne Skinner, and was educated at St John's College,
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| 37 | part of Cambridge University. He entered the diplomatic service of
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| 38 | Henry VIII around 1526, just as the king's rumored passion for Anne Boleyn
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| 39 | began to attract notice. Wyatt himself was infatuated with Anne Boleyn,
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| 40 | but found his desires thwarted by the king.</font><p align="left">
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| 41 | <font size="2">It has often been rumored that Anne was Wyatt's mistress before Henry
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| 42 | VIII fell in love with her, but there is little evidence to support an
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| 43 | actual physical relationship. Both she and Wyatt were witty and flirtatious.
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| 44 | They enjoyed each other's company, and there is no doubt Wyatt wished for
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| 45 | more personal favors - but he was rebuffed, and for the simple reason that
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| 46 | Anne had more glittering prospects (namely, the king of England himself.)
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| 47 | Hence the bitter tone of the Petrarchan sonnet opposite. It is an intriguing
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| 48 | portrait of Anne and specifically mentions her attachment to the king.</font><p align="left">
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| 49 | <font size="2">Incidentally, Wyatt was sent on a diplomatic mission to Italy in 1527.
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| 50 | It was perhaps an attempt by Henry VIII to rid the court of a potential
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| 51 | rival. Wyatt's association with Anne haunted him again in 1536 when
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| 52 | he was imprisoned for having carnal knowledge of the queen. Anne
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| 53 | was executed but Wyatt was freed. He served as English
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| 54 | ambassador to Spain for two years (1537-39) but suffered imprisonment again
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| 55 | in 1541 when Thomas Cromwell fell from power and the Norfolk faction briefly
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| 56 | gained ascendancy over the king. Once again, Wyatt did not remain
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| 57 | imprisoned long, but he died on 11 October 1542 of unknown causes.
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| 58 | He had long since deserted his wife, Elizabeth Brooke, and was living with
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| 59 | his mistress, Elizabeth Darrell, and their only child Francis.</font><p align="left">
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| 60 | <font size="2">As for his poetry, Wyatt's work was circulated in manuscript during
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| 61 | his lifetime and often highly praised. </font><p align="left">
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| 62 |
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| 63 | <font size=-1>The first poem was perhaps based upon Petrarch's sonnet #190.</font>
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| 64 | <font size=-1>The Latin phrase 'Noli me tangere' is taken from the
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| 65 | Vulgate; it is translated as 'Touch me not'.</font>
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| 66 | <font size=-1>The poem is believed to be a direct comment upon Henry VIII's infatuation
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| 67 | for Anne, her character, and her newfound importance at the English
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| 68 | court.</font>
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| 69 | <p>
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| 70 | <font size=-1>In the second poem, 'The thing ye seek for' is, of course, sex. This
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| 71 | work, though undated, was probably written after
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| 72 | Anne and Henry were wed in 1533. Perhaps Wyatt had been rebuffed
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| 73 | by Anne once again; the poem is certainly churlish enough.</font></td>
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| 77 | <p align="center"><b>'Whoso List to Hunt, I Know Where Is An Hind'</b><blockquote>
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| 78 | <p>Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind,
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| 79 | <br>But as for me, hélas, I may no more.
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| 80 | <br>The vain travail hath wearied me so sore,
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| 81 | <br>I am of them that farthest cometh behind.
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| 82 | <br>Yet may I by no means my wearied mind
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| 83 | <br>Draw from the deer, but as she fleeth afore
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| 84 | <br>Fainting I follow. I leave off therefore,
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| 85 | <br>Sithens in a net I seek to hold the wind.
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| 86 | <br>Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt,
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| 87 | <br>As well as I may spend his time in vain.
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| 88 | <br>And graven with diamonds in letters plain
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| 89 | <br>There is written, her fair neck round about:
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| 90 | <br><i>Noli me tangere</i>, for Caesar's I am,
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| 91 | <br>And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.</p>
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| 93 | </blockquote>
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| 96 | <p align="center"><b>'Ye Olde Mule'</b><blockquote>
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| 98 | <p>Ye old mule that think yourself so fair,
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| 99 | <br>Leave off with craft your beauty to repair,
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| 100 | <br>For it is true, without any fable,
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| 101 | <br>No man setteth more by riding in your saddle.
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| 102 | <br>Too much travail so do your train appair.
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| 103 | <br> Ye old mule
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| 104 | <br>With false savour though you deceive th'air,
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| 105 | <br>Whoso taste you shall well perceive your lair
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| 106 | <br>Savoureth somewhat of a Kappurs stable.
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| 107 | <br> Ye old mule
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| 108 | <br>Ye must now serve to market and to fair,
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| 109 | <br>All for the burden, for panniers a pair.
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| 110 | <br>For since gray hairs been powdered in your sable,
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| 111 | <br>The thing ye seek for, you must yourself enable
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| 112 | <br>To purchase it by payment and by prayer,
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| 113 | <br> Ye old mule.</p>
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| 114 | </blockquote>
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| 118 | <font size="2">to the Anne
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