Astrophel and Stella: 53

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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.Who hard by made a window send forth light,My heart then quak'd, then dazled were mine eyes,One hand forgat to rule, th'other to fight,Nor trumpets sound I heard, nor friendly cries,My Foe came on, and beat the aire for me,Till that her blush taught me my shame to see.

© Sir Philip Sidney