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Astrophel and Stella: 63

© Sir Philip Sidney

O Grammer rules, O now your vertues show;So children still reade you with awfull eyes,As my young Doue may in your precepts wiseHer graunt to me, by her owne vertue know

Astrophel and Stella: 62

© Sir Philip Sidney

Late tyr'd with wo, euen ready for to pineWith rage of Loue, I cald my Loue vnkind;She in whose eyes Loue thought vnfelt doth shine,Sweet said that I true loue in her should find

Oft with true sighes, oft with vncalled teares,Now with slow words, now with dumbe eloquenceI Stellas eyes assaid, invade her eares;But this at last is her sweet breath'd defence:That who indeed in felt affection beares,So captiues to his Saint both soule and sense,That wholly hers, all selfnesse he forbeares,Then his desire he learnes his liues course thence

Astrophel and Stella: 60

© Sir Philip Sidney

When my good Angell guides me to the place,Where all my good I doe in Stella see,That heau'n of joyes throwes onely downe on meThundred disdaines and lightnings of disgrace:But when the ruggedest step of Fortunes raceMakes me fall from her sight, then sweetly sheWith words, wheerein the Muses treasures be,Shewes loue and pitie to my absent case

Astrophel and Stella: 59

© Sir Philip Sidney

Deare, why make you more of a dog then me?If he do loue, I burne, I burne in loue:If he waite wel, I neuer thence would moue:If he be faire, yet but a dog can be

Astrophel and Stella: 58

© Sir Philip Sidney

Doubt there hath bene when with his golden chaine,The Oratour so farre mens harts doth bind,That no pace else their guided steps can find,But as he them more short or slack doth raine

Astrophel and Stella: 57

© Sir Philip Sidney

Wo, hauing made with many fights his owneEach sense of mine, each gift, each power of mind,Growne now his slaues, he forst them out to findThe thorowest words, fit for woes selfe to grone,Hoping that when they might find Stella alone,Before she could prepare to be vnkind,Her soule arm'd but with such a dainty rind,Should soone be pierc'd with sharpnesse of the mone

Astrophel and Stella: 56

© Sir Philip Sidney

Fy schoole of Patience, Fy, your lesson isFar far too long to learne it without booke:What a whole week without one peece of looke,And thinke I should not your large precepts misse?When I might read those letters faire of blisse,Which in her face teach vertue, I could brookeSomewhat thy lead'n counsels, which I tooke,As of a friend that meant not much amisse:But now that I alas do want her sight,What, dost thou think that I can euer takeIn thy cold stuffe a flegmatike delight?No Patience, if thou wilt my good, then makeHer come, and heare with patience my desire,And then with patience bid me beare my fire

Astrophel and Stella: 55

© Sir Philip Sidney

Muses, I oft invoked your holie ayde,With choisest flowers my speech to engarland so;That it despis'de in true but naked shew,Might winne some grace in your sweet grace arraid

Astrophel and Stella: 54

© Sir Philip Sidney

Because I breath not loue to euerie one,Nor do not vse set colours for to weare,Nor nourish speciall lockes of vowed haire,Nor giue each speech a full poynt of a grone,The courtly Nymphs, acquainted with the moneOf them, who in their lips Loues standerd beare;What he? say they of me, now I dare sweare,He cannot loue: no, no, let him alone

Astrophel and Stella: 53

© Sir Philip Sidney

In martiall sports I had my cunning tride,And yet to breake more staues did me addresse:While with the peoples shouts I must confesse,Youth, luck, and praise, euen fild my veines with prideWhen Cupid hauing me his slaue descride,In Marses liuery, prauncing in the presse:What now sir foole, said he, I would no lesse,Looke here, I say, I look'd and Stella spide

Astrophel and Stella: 52

© Sir Philip Sidney

A strife is growne betweene Vertue and Loue,While each pretends that Stella must be his:Her eyes, her lips, her all, saith Loue do this,Since they do weare his badge, most firmely prooue

Woman

© The Bible

“This is at last bone of my bones
And flesh of my flesh.
This one will be called Woman,
Because from man this one was taken.”

Astrophel and Stella: 51

Pardon mine eares, both I and they do pray,So may your tongue still fluently proceed,To them that do such entertainment need,So may you still haue somewhat new to say

Wicked and the Righteous

© The Bible

“The wicked one is borrowing and does not pay back,

But the righteous one is showing favor and is making gifts.”—Ps. 37:21.

The LORD Is My Shepherd

© The Bible

I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:

Astrophel and Stella: 50

Stella, the fulnesse of my thoughts of theeCannot be staid within my panting brest,But they do swell and struggle forth of me,Till that in words thy figure be exprest

Song of Solomon

© The Bible

22:001:004 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into
his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will
remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

© The Bible

May you never be conformed

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