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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 38, by PHILIP SIDNEY Poet's Biography
First Line: This night, while sleep begins with heavy wings
Last Line: But him, her host, that unkind guest had slain.
Subject(s): Love; Stars
First Line: This night, while sleep begins with heavy wings
Last Line: But him, her host, that unkind guest had slain.
Subject(s): Love; Stars
This night, while sleep begins with heavy wings
To hatch mine eyes, and that unbitted thought
Doth fall to stray, and my chief powers are brought
To leave the sceptre of all subject things,
The first that straight my fancy's error brings
Unto my mind, is Stella's image, wrought
By love's own self; but with so curious draught
That she, methinks, not only shines, but sings.
I start, look, heark; but what in closed-up sense
Was held, in opened sense it flies away,
Leaving me nought but wailing eloquence.
I, seeing better sights in sight's decay,
Called it anew, and wooed sleep again:
But him, her host, that unkind guest had slain.
Other Poems of Interest...
THE EPIC STARS by ROBINSON JEFFERS
HYMN TO THE STARS by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS
CHRISTMAS TREE by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS
CLEMATIS MONTANA by MADELINE DEFREES
THE UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE by JAMES GALVIN
TO SEE THE STARS IN DAYLIGHT by JAMES GALVIN