Poems by Sir Philip Sidney
Thou Blind Man's Mark
... Thou blind man's mark, thou fool's self chosen snare, ...
Sonnet XXVII: Because I Oft
... To them that would make speech of speech arise, They deem, and of their doom the rumor flies, ...
Astrophel And Stella - Sonnet CVIII
... Clips straight my wings, straight wraps me in his night, ...
Philomela
... While late bare earth, proud of new clothing, springeth, ...
Astrophel and Stella: 1
... g my trewand pen, beating my selfe for spite,Foole, said my Muse to me, looke in thy heart and write ...
Ring Out Your Bells
... Good Lord, deliver us!Let dirge be sung and trentals rightly read, ...
Sonnet II: Not At First Sight
... Till by degrees it had full conquest got: I saw and liked, I liked but loved not ...
The Bargain
... My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: ...
Sonnet XX: Fly, Fly, My Friends
... While that black hue from me the bad guest hid: But straight I saw motions of lightning grace, ...
Sonnet XXX: Whether the Turkish New Moon
... If in the Scotch court be no welt'ring yet: These questions busy wits to me do frame ...
Sonnet XXVIII: You That With Allegory's Curious Frame
... Breathe out the flames which burn within my heart ...
Sonnet XV: You That Do Search
... With new-born sighs and denizen'd wit do sing, You take wrong ways: those far-fet helps be such ...
Sonnet V: It Is Most True
... Which elements with mortal mixture breed: True, that on earth we are but pilgrims made, ...
Song
... But eyes these beauties see not, ...
Sonnet VI: Some Lovers Speak
... While tears pour out his ink, and sighs breathe out his words: ...
