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