Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 105, by PHILIP SIDNEY


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ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 105, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: Unhappy sight, and hath she vanished by
Last Line: With no worse curse than absence makes me taste.
Subject(s): Love; Stars


Unhappy sight, and hath she vanished by,
So near, in so good time, so free a place?
Dead glass, dost thou thy object so embrace
As what my heart still sees, thou canst not spy?
I swear by her I love and lack, that I
Was not in fault, who bent thy dazzling race
Only unto the heaven of Stella's face,
Counting but dust what in the way did lie.
But cease, mine eyes, your tears do witness well
That you, guiltless thereof, your nectar missed.
Cursed be the page from whom the bad torch fell,
Cursed be the night which did your strife resist,
Cursed be the coachman, which did drive so fast,
With no worse curse than absence makes me taste.





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