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Whoso List to Hunt (poem)
This is a lyric poem written by Sir Thomas Wyatt, which appeared posthumously in Tottel's Miscellany in 1557.

Poem
As can be seen below, the poems contains an acrostic. The first letters of each line can be rearranged to reveal a hidden message, a form of acrostic which yields the intriguing sentence 'Wyatt bids a fawn.'

Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind,

But as for me, alas, I may no more;

The vain travail hath wearied me so sore,

I am of them that furthest come behind.

Yet may I by no means my wearied mind

Draw from the deer, but as she fleeth afore

Fainting I follow; I leave off therefore,

Since in a net I seek to hold the wind.

Who list her hunt, I put him out of doubt,

As well as I, may spend his time in vain.

And graven with diamonds in letters plain,

There is written her fair neck round about,

'Noli me tangere, for Caesar's I am,

And wild for to hold, though I seem tame.'