These bloody days have broken my heart.My lust, my youth did them depart,And blind desire of estate.Who hastes to climb seeks to revert.Of truth, circa Regna tonat.-Sir Thomas WyattAt least out of the carnage came the beautiful poem V. Innocentia Veritas Viat Fides Circumdederunt me inimici mei, the full text of which can be found here. Unfortunately, to get it, we had to say goodbye to Messrs. Smeaton, Boleyn, Norris and Brereton, while Thomas ("I'm the only who's guilty!) Wyatt, and Thomas Boleyn have to live with the knowledge that most of their allies are dead due to false accusations of treason. Well, Wyatt is in a peculiar position because we never really got a true sense of whose side he was on, or if he was even on any side. He simply loved Anne and now knows that she's going to be killed. I believe in reality he wrote the poem after her death, and not before, but it was a beautiful contrast to the gruesome imagery of beheadings and blood spurting.This outcome was inevitable...
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