He compares his Sufferings to those of Tantalus // Sir Thomas Wyatt (1503–42)
4th February 12
THE FRUIT of all the service that I serve
Despair doth reap; such hapless hap have I.
But though he have no power to make me swerve,
Yet by the fire for cold I feel I die.
In paradise for hunger still I sterve,
And in the flood for thirst to death I dry;
So Tantalus am I, and in worse pain,
Amidst my help that helpless doth remain.
