Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 1, by PHILIP SIDNEY


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First Line: Since shunning pain, I ease can never find
Last Line: Thou art my lord, and I thy vowed slave.


Since, shunning pain, I ease can never find;
Since bashful dread seeks where he knows me harmed;
Since will is won, and stopped ears are charmed;
Since force doth faint, and sight doth make me blind;
Since loosing long, the faster still I bind;
Since naked sense can conquer reason armed;
Since heart in chilling fear with ice is warmed;
In fine, since strife of thought but mars the mind:
I yield, O love, unto thy loathed yoke,
Yet craving law of arms, whose rule doth teach
That hardly used, whoever prison broke,
In justice quit, of honour made no breach:
Whereas, if I a grateful guardian have,
Thou art my lord, and I thy vowed slave.





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