[ { "title": "Sonnet VII: When Nature", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes,", "In color black why wrapp'd she beams so bright?", "Would she in beamy black, like painter wise,", "Frame daintiest lustre, mix'd of shades and light?", "", "Or did she else that sober hue devise,", "In object best to knit and strength our sight,", "Lest if no veil those brave gleams did disguise,", "They sun-like should more dazzle than delight?", "", "Or would she her miraculous power show,", "That whereas black seems Beauty's contrary,", "She even if black doth make all beauties flow?", "", "Both so and thus, she minding Love shoud be", "Placed ever there, gave him this mourning weed,", "To honor all their deaths, who for her bleed." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet XVII: His Mother Dear Cupid", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "His mother dear Cupid offended late,", "Because that Mars grown slacker in her love,", "With pricking shot he did not throughly more", "To keep the pace of their first loving state.", "", "The boy refus'd for fear of Mars's hate,", "Who threaten'd stripes, if he his wrath did prove:", "But she in chafe him from her lap did shove,", "Brake bow, brake shafts, while Cupid weeping sate:", "", "Till that his grandame Nature pityijng it", "Of stella's brows make him two better bows,", "And in her eyes of arrows infinite.", "", "Oh how for joy he leaps, oh how he crows,", "And straight therewith like wags new got to play,", "Falls to shrewd turns, and I was in his way." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet XLI: Having This Day My Horse", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "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 from that sweet enemy France;", "Horsemen my skill in horsemanship advance,", "Town folks my strength; a daintier judge applies", "His praise to sleight which from good use doth rise;", "Some lucky wits impute it but to chance;", "Others, because of both sides I do take", "My blood from them who did excel in this,", "Think Nature me a man of arms did make.", "How far they shot awry! The true cause is,", "Stella look'd on, and from her heav'nly face", "Sent forth the beams which made so fair my race." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet XXX: Whether the Turkish New Moon", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "Whether the Turkish new moon minded be", "To fill his horns this year on Christian coast;", "How Poles' right king means, with leave of host,", "To warm with ill-made fire cold Muscovy;", "", "If French can yet three parts in one agree;", "What now the Dutch in their full diets boast;", "How Holland hearts, now so good towns be lost,", "Trust in the shade of pleasing Orange tree;", "", "How Ulster likes of that same golden bit", "Wherewith my father once made it half tame;", "If in the Scotch court be no welt'ring yet:", "", "These questions busy wits to me do frame.", "I, cumber'd with good manners, answer do,", "But know not how, for still I think of you." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Come Sleep, O Sleep! The Certain Knot Of Peace", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "Come, Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace,", "The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,", "The poor man's wealth, the prisoner's release,", "Th' indifferent judge between the high and low;", "With shield of proof shield me from out the press", "Of those fierce darts Despair at me doth throw!", "O make in me those civil wars to cease!—", "I will good tribute pay if thou do so.", "Take thou of me smooth pillows, sweetest bed,", "A chamber deaf of noise and blind of light,", "A rosy garland, and a weary head;", "And if these things, as being thine in right,", "Move not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me,", "Livelier than elsewhere, Stella's image see." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet XVI: In Nature Apt", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "In nature apt to like when I did see", "Beauties, which were of many carats fine,", "My boiling sprites did thither soon incline,", "And, Love, I thought that I was full of thee:", "", "But finding not those restless flames in me,", "Which others said did make their souls to pine,", "I thought those babes of some pin's hurt did whine,", "By my love judging what love's pain might be.", "", "But while I thus with this young lion played,", "Mine eyes (shall I say curst or blest?) beheld", "Stella; now she is nam'd, need more be said?", "", "In her sight I a lesson new have spell'd,", "I now hav learn'd Love right, and learn'd even so,", "As who by being poisoned doth poison know." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet III: With how sad steps", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies!", "How silently, and with how wan a face!", "What! may it be that even in heavenly place", "That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?", "Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes", "Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case:", "I read it in thy looks; thy languished grace", "To me, that feel the like, thy state descries.", "Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me,", "Is constant love deemed there but want of wit?", "Are beauties there as proud as here they be?", "Do they above love to be loved, and yet", "Those lovers scorn whoom that love doth possess?", "Do they call 'virtue' there - ungratefulness?" ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Song from Arcadia", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "My true love hath my heart, and I have his,", "By Just Exchange, one for the other given.", "I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,", "There never was a better bargain driven.", "His heart in me keeps me and him in one,", "My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides;", "He loves my heart, for once it was his own,", "I cherish his, because in me it bides.", "His heart his wound received from my sight,", "My heart was wounded with his wounded heart;", "For as from me on him his hurt did light,", "So still methought in me his hurt did smart.", "Both equal hurt, in his change sought our bliss;", "My true love hath my heart and I have his." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Astrophel and Stella VII: WhenNature Made her Chief Work", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes,", "In colour black why wrapt she beams so bright?", "Would she in beamy black, like painter wise,", "Frame daintiest lustre, mix'd of shades and light?", "Or did she else that sober hue devise,", "In object best to knit and strength our sight;", "Lest, if no veil these brave gleams did disguise,", "They, sunlike, should more dazzle than delight?", "Or would she her miraculous power show,", "That, whereas black seems beauty's contrary,", "She even in black doth make all beauties flow?", "Both so, and thus,--she, minding Love should be", "Plac'd ever there, gave him this mourning weed", "To honour all their deaths who for her bleed." ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "Sonnet XXXI: With How Sad Steps, O Moon", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!", "How silently, and with how wan a face!", "What, may it be that even in heav'nly place", "That busy archer his sharp arrows tries!", "Sure, if that long-with love-acquainted eyes", "Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case,", "I read it in thy looks; thy languish'd grace", "To me, that feel the like, thy state descries.", "Then, ev'n of fellowship, O Moon, tell me,", "Is constant love deem'd there but want of wit?", "Are beauties there as proud as here they be?", "Do they above love to be lov'd, and yet", "Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess?", "Do they call virtue there ungratefulness?" ], "linecount": "14" }, { "title": "To The Sad Moon", "author": "Sir Philip Sidney", "lines": [ "With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!", "How silently, and with how wan a face!", "What! May it be that even in heavenly place", "That busy archer his sharp arrows tries?", "Sure, if that long-with-love-acquainted eyes", "Can judge of love, thou feel'st a lover's case:", "I read it in thy looks; thy languished grace", "To me, that feel the like, thy state descries.", "Then, even of fellowship, O Moon, tell me,", "Is constant love deemed there but want of wit?", "Are beauties there as proud as here they be?", "Do they above love to be loved, and yet", "Those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess?", "Do they call 'virtue' there— ungratefulness?" ], "linecount": "14" } ]