Poems by Sir Philip Sidney
Sonnet XI: In Truth, Oh Love
... In her cheek's pit thou didst thy pitfall set: And in her breast bopeep or couching lies, ...
Voices at the Window
... With time still the affection groweth ...
Sonnet VII: When Nature
... Lest if no veil those brave gleams did disguise, ...
Psalm 19: Coeli Enarrant
... God's dooms be right, and cheer the sprite, ...
Sonnet IX: Queen Virtue's Court
... ich dare claim from those lights the name of best, Of touch they are that without touch doth touch, ...
The Highway
... Nor blamed for blood, nor shamed for sinful deed ...
This Lady's Cruelty
... WITH how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies! ...
Sonnet XXIV: Rich Fools There Be
... Wealth breeding want, more blist more wretched grow ...
Sonnet X: Reason
... Till downright blows did foil thy cunning fence: For soon as they strake thee with Stella's rays, ...
Sonnet XXI: Your Words, My Friend
... Your words, my friend, (right healthful caustics) blame ...
Astrophel and Stella VII
... should bePlac'd ever there, gave him this mourning weedTo honour all their deaths who for her bleed ...
Sonnet XVII: His Mother Dear Cupid
... Brake bow, brake shafts, while Cupid weeping sate: Till that his grandame Nature pityijng it ...
Sonnet XII: Cupid, Because Thou
... at her clear voice lifts thy fame to the skies: Thou countest Stella thine, like those whose powers ...
Sonnet XXVI: Though Dusty Wits
... Promising wonders, wonder do invite, To have for no cause birthright in the sky, ...
Sonnet XXV: The Wisest Scholar
... Which inward sun to heroic mind displays, Virtue of late with virtuous care to stir ...
