Sonnet I: Loving In Truth
by Sir Philip Sidney
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show,
That she (dear She) might take some pleasure of my pain:
Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know,
Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain;
I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe,
Studying inventions fine, her wits to entertain:
Oft turning others’ leaves, to see if thence would flow
Some fresh and fruitful showers upon my sun-burn’d brain.
But words came halting forth, wanting Invention’s stay,
Invention, Nature’s child, fled step-dame Study’s blows,
And others’ feet still seem’d but strangers in my way.
Thus, great with child to speak, and helpless in my throes,
Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite–
“Fool,” said my Muse to me, “look in thy heart and write.”
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Mammary Tunes by Mark R Slaughter
- The Moods by William Butler Yeats
- Seal
- Sonnet To Spenser poem – John Keats poems
- November by Walter de la Mare
- The Colossus by Sylvia Plath
- Наум Коржавин – Перевал
- Paula Becker To Clara Westhoff
- Федор Сваровский – Небесный гость в четыре лепестка
- Юнна Мориц – Зейдер-Зее
- Waking In March by Philip Levine
- Николай Гумилев – За гробом
- Владимир Высоцкий – У Наполеона Ватерлоо есть хотя б
- Whitsun by Sylvia Plath
- Lukannon by Rudyard Kipling
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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.