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Farewell Love and All Thy Laws Forever

Farewell love and all thy laws forever;
Thy baited hooks shall tangle me no more.
Senec and Plato call me from thy lore
To perfect wealth, my wit for to endeavour.
In blind error when I did persever,
Thy sharp repulse, that pricketh aye so sore,
Hath taught me to set in trifles no store
And scape forth, since liberty is lever.
Therefore farewell; go trouble younger hearts
And in me claim no more authority.
With idle youth go use thy property
And thereon spend thy many brittle darts,
For hitherto though I have lost all my time,
Me lusteth no lenger rotten boughs to climb.

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  • January 5, 2006
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    the speaker is presented as the one who only get out of love experince,a trap,and has get out more secure and confident,humanizing love via ordering him to seek immature and inexperience young to send its darts on them and prefering instead to establish a relation this time with the books which offer him more liverty unlike the love which equated with confinment


  • November 25, 2005
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    I think it's agreet poem that refer to his love the wife of henry 8


  • January 10, 2005
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    I'd have to agree. I know what Sir Thomas means though and I think romantic love IS immoral if it stabs you in the back as many times has it must have to make him write a spectacular verse as this. Honestly, I think that to agree with Wyatts Sonnet you would have had to be a similar or the same situation of hurt as he must have been.


  • January 6, 2004
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    good

    i think he is not a romantic lover. because constancy is the essance of romantic love.he says that romantic love is immoral.maybe he is thinking of platonic love,

  • philophant
    December 8, 2003
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    amen. i'm done with being in love with love. i think this is what this poem means. haha..."spend thy brittle darts" on younger hearts...I love the last line:
    "Me lusteth no lenger rotten boughs to climb."

    i don't know if it was supposed to be "lenger" or "longer" but it's a great poem anyways


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