Is It Possible By: Sir Thomas Wyatt

Is it possible

That so high debate,

So sharp, so sore, and of such rate,

Should end so soon and was begun so late?

Is it possible?

Is it possible

So cruel intent,

So hasty heat and so soon spent,

From love to hate, and thence for to relent?

Is it possible?

Is it possible

That any may find

Within one heart so diverse mind,

To change or turn as weather and wind?

Is it possible?

Is it possible

To spy it in an eye

That turns as oft as chance on die,

The truth whereof can any try?

Is it possible?

It is possible

For to turn so oft,

To bring that lowest which was most aloft,

And to fall highest yet to light soft:

It is possible.

All is possible

Whoso list believe.

Trust therefore first, and after preve,

As men wed ladies by licence and leave.

All is possible.

Artwork by; Sandro Del-Prete

Titled; The Warped Chessboard

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