Astrophel and Stella: 30

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Whether the Turkish new-moone minded beTo fill his hornes this yeare on Christian coast:How Poles right king meanes without leaue of hoast,To warme with ill-made fire cold Moscouy.If French can yet three parts in one agree,What now the Dutch in their full diets boast,How Holland harts, now so good townes be lost,Trust in the shade of pleasing Organ-tree.How Vlster likes of that same golden bit,Wherewith my father once made it halfe tame,If in the Scotch Court be no weltring yet.These questions busie wits to me do frame;I cumbred with good maners, answer do,But know not how, for still I thinke of you.

© Sir Philip Sidney