Sir Philip Sidney; Astrophel and Stella: XXIII
by Sir Philip Sidney
The curious wits, seeing dull pensiveness
Bewray itself in my long-settl’d eyes,
Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise,
With idle pains and missing aim do guess.
Some, that know how my spring I did address,
Deem that my Muse some fruit of knowledge plies;
Others, because the prince my service tries,
Think that I think state errors to redress;
But harder judges judge ambition’s rage–
Scourge of itself, still climbing slipp’ry place–
Holds my young brain captiv’d in golden cage.
O fool or over-wise! alas, the race
Of all my thoughts hath neither stop nor start
But only Stella’s eyes and Stella’s heart.
End of the poem
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- An Epitaph by William Cowper
- Kinetic Poem 2 by Roger McGough
- Владимир Корнилов – Жара
- Oblivion by Satish Verma
- Шекспир – Что, если бы я право заслужил – Сонет 125
- The Jungle Husband by Stevie Smith
- A Little Memory
- Allegiances by William Stafford
- An Old Man’s Thought of School. by Walt Whitman
- The Night poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Minimalism And The Elm Choka
- Олег Бундур – Школа живёт
- Вера Павлова – Время бежит на время
- Илья Зданевич – Галоша
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Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
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.