Poems by Sir Philip Sidney
Sonnet 9: Queen Virtue's Court
... Which dare claim from those lights the name of best, ...
Sonnet 36: Stella, Whence Doth This
... Long since, forc'd by thy beams, but stone nor tree ...
Sonnet 100: Oh Tears, No Tears
... Such tears, sighs, plaints, no sorrow is but joy: ...
Sonnet 5: It Is Most True
... Till that good God make Church and churchman starve ...
Sonnet 102: Wher Be Those Roses Gone
... Where those red cheeks, which oft with fair increase did frame ...
Sonnet 86: Alas, Whence Come This Change Of Looks?
... If I Have chang'd desert, let mine own conscience be ...
Sonnet 31: With How Sad Steps
... With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies! ...
Sonnet 82: Nymph Of The Garden
... Sweet garden nymph, which keeps the cherry tree ...
Sonnet 18: With What Sharp Checks
... My youth doth waste, my knowledge brings forth toys, ...
Sonnet 30: Whether the Turkish New Moon
... How Poles' right king means, with leave of host, ...
Sonnet 88: Out, Traitor Absence
... Tush, Absence, while thy mists eclipse that light, ...
Sonnet 17: His Mother Dear Cupid
... Brake bow, brake shafts, while Cupid weeping sate: ...
Psalm 93
... Clothed with state, and girt with might, ...
Astrophel And Stella-Tenth Song
... Oh my thought, my thoughts' surcease, ...
Sonnet 95: Yet Sighs, dear Sighs
... Yet Sighs, dear Sighs, indeed true friends you are, ...
