Thomas Wyatt - My Galley Charged with Forgetfulness lyrics

My galley charged with forgetfulness Thorough sharp seas in winter nights doth pa** 'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine enemy, alas, That is my lord, steereth with cruelness; And every oar a thought in readiness, As though that d**h were light in such a case. An endless wind doth tear the sail apace Of forced sighs, and trusty fearfulness A rain of tears, a cloud of dark disdain, Hath done the wearied cords great hinderance; Wreathed with error and eke with ignorance, The stars be hid that led me to this pain; Drowned is reason that should me consort, And I remain despairing of the port.