Thomas: And will you leave me thus? Say nay, say nay, for shame.To save you from the blame, of all my grief and grame? And will you leave me so? Say no, say no. And will you leave me thus and have no more pity of he that loves thee? Alas,your cruelty. And will you leave me thus? Say no,say no. Well, do you like it? Anne: Should I like something the accuses me of being cruel? Thomas: You are cruel, mistress Anne. Anne: Am I? (Thomas tries to kiss her) Anne: You have no claim on me Master Wyatt. Thomas: I have the same claim as every other lover to whom a woman’s heart has been freely given. Anne: You are a poet as I am a woman. Poets and women are always free with their hearts are they not?