#persued

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 now are wild and do not remember That sometime they put themself 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 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.

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They Flee From Me

Sir Thomas Wyatt  1503-1542

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Franz Stuck - The bad Conscience, 1898.

Philippe-Auguste Hennequin - The Furies or Eumenides chasing Orestes, study, 1800.

Franz Stuck - The bad Conscience, 1898.

Philippe-Auguste Hennequin - The Remorse of Orestes, 1800.

thought all alone

and what it longs

and it heard of the doing

and what it keeps

and it was the capture

and its own central

and its own

leap

and took of the  having

and how it leaped

and how it feels

and those of the

desire

and what it heard

and  it  spoke of the  books of facts

seeking all it can

being

and what it turned

and knew