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| 4031. | Sonnet XIII: Phoebus Was Judge by Sir Philip Sidney | | Phoebus was judge between Jove, Mars, and Love,
Of those three gods, whose arms the fairest were:
Jove's golden shield did eagle sables bear,
Wh... |
| 4032. | Astrophel and Stella: XCII by Sir Philip Sidney | | Be your words made, good sir, of Indian ware,
That you allow me them by so small rate?
Or do you cutted Spartans imitate?
Or do you mean my tender ... |
| 4033. | Sonnet XVIII: With What Sharp Checks by Sir Philip Sidney | | With what sharp checks I in myself am shent,
When into Reason's audit I do go:
And by just counts myself a bankrupt know
Of all the goods, which... |
| 4034. | Astrophel and Stella: LXIV by Sir Philip Sidney | | No more, my dear, no more these counsels try;
Oh, give my passions leave to run their race;
Let Fortune lay on me her worst disgrace;
Let folk o'er... |
| 4035. | Astrophel and Stella: XLI by Sir Philip Sidney | | Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance
Guided so well that I obtain'd the prize,
Both by the judgment of the English eyes
And of some sent fro... |
| 4037. | Splendidis longum valedico Nugis by Sir Philip Sidney | | Leave me, O Love, which reachest but to dust,
And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things!
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust:
Whatever fa... |
| 4038. | Astrophel and Stella: XXXIII by Sir Philip Sidney | | I might!--unhappy word--O me, I might,
And then would not, or could not, see my bliss;
Till now wrapt in a most infernal night,
I find how heav'nly... |
| 4039. | Astrophel and Stella: XX by Sir Philip Sidney | | Fly, fly, my friends, I have my death wound, fly!
See there that boy, that murd'ring boy, I say,
Who, like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie
Till ... |
| 4040. | Astrophel and Stella LXXXIV: HIGHWAY by Sir Philip Sidney | | Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be,
And that my Muse, to some ears not unsweet,
Tempers her words to trampling horses' feet
More oft than to ... |
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