Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 34, by PHILIP SIDNEY



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First Line: Come, let me write, and to what end? To ease
Last Line: Stella's great powers, that so confuse my mind.
Subject(s): Love; Stars


Come, let me write. 'And to what end?' To ease
A burdened heart. 'How can words ease, which are
The glasses of thy daily vexing care?'
Oft cruel fights well pictured forth do please.
'Art not ashamed to publish thy disease?'
Nay, that may breed my fame, it is so rare.
'But will not wise men think thy words fond ware?'
Then be they close, and so none shall displease.
'What idler thing, than speak and not be heard?'
What harder thing than smart, and not to speak?
Peace, foolish wit; with wit my wit is marred.
Thus write I while I doubt to write, and wreak
My harms on ink's poor loss; perhaps some find
Stella's great powers, that so confuse my mind.






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