Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 104, by PHILIP SIDNEY


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First Line: Envious wits, what hath been mine offence
Last Line: Do stella love. Fools, who doth it deny?
Subject(s): Love; Stars


Envious wits, what hath been mine offence,
That with such poisonous care my looks you mark,
That to each word, nay, sigh, of mine you hark,
As grudging me my sorrow's eloquence?
Ah, is it not enough, that I am thence,
Thence, so far thence, that scarcely any spark
Of comfort dare come to this dungeon dark,
Where rigorous exile locks up all my sense?
But if I by a happy window pass;
If I but stars upon my armour bear;
Sick, thirsty, glad, though but of empty glass;
Your moral notes straight my hid meaning tear
From out my ribs, and puffing prove that I
Do Stella love. Fools, who doth it deny?





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