Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO SIR PHILIP SIDNEY'S SOUL, by HENRY CONSTABLE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: Give pardon, blessed soul, to my bold cries Last Line: And now begin to weep when they have done. Variant Title(s): On Sir Philip Sidney;on The Death Of Sir Philip Sidney Subject(s): Sidney, Sir Philip (1554-1586) | ||||||||
GIVE pardon, blessed soul, to my bold cries, If they, importune, interrupt thy song, Which now with joyful notes thou sing'st among The angel-quiristers of th' heavenly skies. Give pardon eke, sweet soul, to my slow eyes, That since I saw thee now it is so long, And yet the tears that unto thee belong To thee as yet they did not sacrifice. I did not know that thou wert dead before; I did not feel the grief I did sustain; The greater stroke astonisheth the more; Astonishment takes from us sense of pain; I stood amazed when others' tears begun, And now begin to weep when they have done. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) EPITAPH FOR SIR PHILIP SIDNEY, AT ST. PAUL'S WITHOUT A MONUMENT ... by EDWARD HERBERT TO ELIZABETH, COUNTESS OF RUTLAND by BEN JONSON AN ELEGIE, OR FRIENDS PASSION, FOR HIS ASTROPHILL by MATTHEW ROYDEN AN EPITAPH UPON THE DEATH OF SIR PHILIP SIDNEY by RICHARD BARNFIELD TO OUR BLESSED LADY (1) by HENRY CONSTABLE |
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