Astrophel and Stella: XXIII (Sir Philip Sidney Poems)
The curious wits, seeing dull pensivenessBewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes,Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,With idle pains and ...
The curious wits, seeing dull pensivenessBewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes,Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,With idle pains and ...
With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What! May ...
When Sorrow, using mine own fire's might, Melts down his lead into my boiling breast, Through that dark furnace to ...
Who is it that, this dark night, Underneath my window plaineth? It is one who from thy sight Being, ah, ...
Though dusty wits dare scorn astrology, And fools can think those lamps of purest light Whose numbers, ways, greatness, eternity, ...
Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance Guided so well that I obtain'd the prize, Both by the ...
Come Sleep; O Sleep! the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking, While late bare earth, proud of ...
When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes, In color black why wrapp'd she beams so bright? Would she in ...
The wisest scholar of the wight most wise By Phoebus' doom, with sugar'd sentence says, That Virtue, if it once ...
The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long-settl'd eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, With ...
Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace, The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe, The poor man's ...
The heavenly frame sets forth the fame Of him that only thunders; The firmament, so strangely bent, Shows his handworking ...
Love, born in Greece, of late fled from his native place, Forc'd by a tedious proof, that Turkish harden'd heart ...
Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things! Grow rich in ...
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That She, dear She, might take some pleasure of ...
Ring out your bells, let mourning shows be spread; For Love is dead-- All love is dead, infected With plague ...
Queen Virtue's court, which some call Stella's face, Prepar'd by Nature's choicest furniture, Hath his front built of alabaster pure; ...
In nature apt to like when I did see Beauties, which were of many carats fine, My boiling sprites did ...
The curious wits seeing dull pensiveness Bewray itself in my long settled eyes, Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise, ...
Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust, And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in ...
Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot Love gave the wound, which while I breathe will bleed; But ...
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to ...
On Cupid's bow how are my heartstrings bent, That see my wrack, and yet embrace the same? When most I ...
Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be, And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet, Tempers her words to ...
ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: I Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show, That she, dear she, might ...
MY true love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for another given: I hold his ...
WITH how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! What! may ...
Strephon. You Gote-heard Gods, that loue the grassie mountaines, You Nimphes that haunt the springs in pleasant vallies, You Satyrs ...
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