"Wyatt somewhat redeemed" Sir Thomas Wyatt’s Stalking Foot

She flees from me that sometime did me seek                 With stockinged foot entering my chamber I have seen her gentle, tame and meek Who now is wild, refusing to remember That in the past she placed herself in danger To take my hand, though now far does she range. Heaven be thanked it was not always so But in more pleasant times she came to me Clad thinly in her silks in beauteous guise Slipped her loose gown which from her shoulders fell Clasped in her slender arms I heard her tell Me softly whispering, as we did  kiss Dear heart, tell me, do you like this – and this? It was no dream from which I durstn’t waken And all that I was helpless to prevent Being lost is lost and now I am forsaken As she has left me here and flown away. Now she is willful and intransigent And so, since I have been thus cruelly served I wonder if she found what she deserved.