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Poems By Philip Sidney, Sir

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A Dialogue Between Two Shepherds   A Farewell A Remedy For Love Dirge Dispraise of A Courtly Life From Earth to Heaven Must Lo...

Song - 4 - By Sir Philip Sidney

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To the tune of "Wilhelmus van Nassau," &c. Who hath his fancy pleased, With fruits of happy sight, Let here his eyes be...

The Smokes of Melancholy - By Sir Philip Sidney

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I. Who hath e'er felt the change of love, And known those pangs that losers prove, May paint my face without seeing me, And write...

Ode - By Sir Philip Sidney

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When, to my deadly pleasure, When to my lively torment, Lady, mine eyes remained Joined, alas! to your beams. With violence of heaven...

Verses - 2 - By Sir Philip Sidney

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To the tune of a Neapolitan song, which beginneth, "No, no, no, no." No, no, no, no, I cannot hate my foe, Although with cru...

Song - 3 - By Sir Philip Sidney

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To the tune of a Neapolitan Villanel. All my sense thy sweetness gained; Thy fair hair my heart enchained; My poor reason thy words m...

Sonnets - 2 - By Sir Philip Sidney

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The dart, the beams, the sting, so strong I prove, Which my chief part doth pass through, parch, and tie, That of the stroke, the heat, ...

Wooing Stuff - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Faint amorist, what, dost thou think To taste Love's honey, and not drink One dram of gall? or to devour A world of sweet, and tast...

Sonnets - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Since shunning pain, I ease can never find; Since bashful dread seeks where he knows me harmed; Since will is won, and stopped ears are ...

Song - 2 - By Sir Philip Sidney

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The nightingale, as soon as April bringeth Unto her rested sense a perfect waking, While late bare earth, proud of new clothing, springe...

Song - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Sleep, baby mine, Desire's nurse, Beauty, singeth; Thy cries, O baby, set mine head on aching: The babe cries, "'Way, thy l...

A Farewell - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Oft have I mused, but now at length I find Why those that die, men say, they do depart: Depart:  a word so gentle to my mind, Weakly di...

The Seven Wonders of England - By Sir Philip Sidney

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I. Near Wilton sweet, huge heaps of stones are found, But so confused, that neither any eye Can count them just, nor Reason reason try...

From Earth to Heaven - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Leave me, O love! which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things: Grow rich in that which never taketh rust; Wh...

A Dialogue between Two Shepherds - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Uttered in a Pastoral Show at Wilton. WILL.  Dick, since we cannot dance, come, let a cheerful voice Show that we do not grudge at all ...

War of Sonnets - Sir Philip Sidney and Sir Edward Dyer

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A SONNET BY SIR EDWARD DYER Prometheus, when first from heaven high He brought down fire, till then on earth not seen; Fond of delig...

Must Love Lament? - By Sir Philip Sidney

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My mistress lowers, and saith I do not love: I do protest, and seek with service due, In humble mind, a constant faith to prove; But fo...

Verses - By Sir Philip Sidney

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O fair! O sweet! when I do look on thee, In whom all joys so well agree, Heart and soul do sing in me. This you hear is not my tongue, ...

A Remedy for Love - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Philoclea and Pamela sweet, By chance, in one great house did meet; And meeting, did so join in heart, That th' one from th' ot...

Stanzas to Love - By Sir Philip Sidney

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Ah, poor Love, why dost thou live, Thus to see thy service lost; If she will no comfort give, Make an end, yield up the ghost! That s...