Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 78, by PHILIP SIDNEY


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ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 78, by                 Poet's Biography
First Line: O how the pleasant airs of true love be
Last Line: Is it not ill that such a devil wants horns?
Subject(s): Love; Stars


O how the pleasant airs of true love be
Infected by those vapours which arise
From out that noisome gulf, which gaping lies
Between the jaws of hellish jealousy:
A monster, others' harm, self-misery,
Beauty's plague, virtue's scourge, succour of lies;
Who his own joy to his own hurt applies,
And only cherish doth with injury;
Who, since he hath, by nature's special grace,
So piercing paws, as spoil when they embrace;
So nimble feet, as stir still, though on thorns;
So many eyes, aye seeking their own woe;
So ample ears, as never good news know:
Is it not ill that such a devil wants horns?





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