Astrophel and Stella: XCII
by Sir Philip Sidney
Be your words made, good sir, of Indian ware,
That you allow me them by so small rate?
Or do you cutted Spartans imitate?
Or do you mean my tender ears to spare,
That to my questions you so total are?
When I demand of Phœnix Stella’s state,
You say, forsooth, you left her well of late:
O God, think you that satisfies my care?
I would know whether she did sit or walk;
How cloth’d, how waited on; sigh’d she, or smil’d;
Whereof, with whom, how often did she talk;
With what pastime time’s journey she beguiled;
If her lips deign’d to sweeten my poor name.
Say all; and all well said, still say the same.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Nineteenth Century And After by William Butler Yeats
- Virgule by Thomas Lux
- In the spring twilight by Sappho
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Метель
- Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer by T. S. Eliot
- Middlesex poem – John Betjeman poems
- Timothy Thomas Fortune – Timothy Thomas Fortune
- A Soft Day by Winifred Mary Letts
- A Civil War by Satish Verma
- A Prayer For My Son by William Butler Yeats
- To Sr Henry Vane The Younger poem – John Milton poems
- Новелла Матвеева – Закон песен
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Пещеры Кизиль-коба
- Sketch—New Year’s Day, 1790 by Robert Burns
- София Парнок – Газэлы
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Sir Philip Sidney (1554-1586) was an English courtier, statesman, soldier, diplomat, writer, and patron of scholars and poets. He was a godson of Philip II of Spain. Sir Philip Sidney was considered the ideal gentleman of his day. He is also one of the most important poets of the Elizabethan Era.