Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Astrophel and StellaFront Matter
Sir Philip Sidney (15541586)His Astrophel and Stella.
Wherein the excellence of sweet
Poesy is concluded
To the end of which are added, sundry
other rare Sonnets of divers Noble
men and Gentlemen.
At London,
Printed for Thomas Newman.
Anno. Domini. 1591.
[
Sir P. S. HIS
ASTROPHEL AND
STELLA.
Wherein the excellence of sweet
Poesy is concluded.
At London,
Printed for Thomas Newman.
Anno Domini, 1591.
[
good friend, Master F
increase of all content.
[
I
Accept of it, I beseech you, as the firstfruits of my affection, which desires to approve itself in all duty unto you: and though the argument, perhaps, may seem too light for your grave view; yet considering the worthiness of the author, I hope you will entertain it accordingly.
For my part, I have been very careful in the printing of it: and whereas being spread abroad in written copies, it had gathered much corruption by ill writers; I have used their help and advice in correcting and restoring it to his first dignity, that I know were of skill and experience in those matters.
And the rather was I moved to set it forth, because I thought it pity anything proceeding from so rare a man should be obscured; or that his fame should not still be nourished in his works: whom the works with one united grief, bewailed.
Thus craving pardon for my bold attempt, and desiring the continuance of your Worship’s favour unto me: I end.
[
T
The chief actor here is M
And here, peradventure, my witless youth may be taxed with a margent note of presumption, for offering to put up any motion of applause in the behalf of so excellent a poet (the least syllable of whose name sounded in the ears of judgment, is able to give the meanest line he writes, a dowry of immortality) yet those that observe how jewels oftentimes come to their hands that know not their value; and that the coxcombs of our days, like Æ
Which although it be oftentimes imprisoned in ladies caskets, and the precedent books of such as cannot see without another man’s spectacles; yet, at length, it breaks forth in spite of his keepers, and useth some private pen, instead of a pick-lock, to procure his violent enlargement.
The sun, for a time, may mask his golden head in a cloud; yet in the end, the thick veil doth vanish and his embellished blandishment appears. Long hath A
A
Dear A
Fain would a second spring of passion here spend itself on his sweet remembrance—but Religion, that rebuketh profane lamentation, drinks in the rivers of those despairful tears, which languorous ruth hath outwelled; and bids me look back to the House of Honour: where from one and the selfsame root of renown, I shall find many goodly branches derived; and such as, with the spreading increase of their virtues, may somewhat overshadow the grief of his loss.
Amongst the which; fair sister of P
I fear I shall be counted a mercenary flatterer, for mixing my thoughts with such figurative admiration: but general report that surpasseth my praise, condemneth my rhetoric of dulness for so cold a commendation. Indeed, to say the truth, my style is somewhat heavy-gaited, and cannot dance trip and go so lively; with “O my love!” “Ah my love!” “All my love’s gone!”—as other shepherds that have been fools in the morris, time out of mind: nor hath my prose any skill to imitate the “almond leap verse,” and sit tabering, five years together, nothing but “to be,” “to he,” on a paper drum. Only I can keep pace with Gravesend barge; and care not, if I have water enough to land my ship of fools with the Term (the tide, I should say). Now every man is not of that mind. For some, to go the lighter away, will take in their freight of spangled feathers, golden pebbles, straw, reeds, bulrushes, or anything; and then they bear out their sails as proudly, as if they were ballasted with bull beef. Others are so hardly bestead for a loading, that they are fain to retail the cinders of Troy, and the shivers of broken trunchions, to fill up their boat; that else should go empty: and if they have but a pound’s weight of good merchandise, it shall be placed at the poop, or plucked into a thousand pieces to credit their carriage.
For my part every man as he likes. Mens cujusque is est quisque. ’Tis as good to go in cut-fingered pumps as cork shoes: if one wear Cornish diamonds on his toes. To explain it by a more familiar example. An ass is no great statesman in the beasts’ commonwealth, though he wear his ears, upsevant muffe, after the Muscovy fashion, and hang the lip like a cap-case half open; or look as demurely as a sixpenny brown loaf; for he hath some imperfections that do keep him from the common Council: yet, of many, he is deemed a very virtuous member, and one of the honestest sort of men that are. So that our opinion—as S
Such is this golden age wherein we live, and so replenished with golden asses of all sorts: that if learning had lost itself in a grove of genealogies; we need do no more but set an old goose over half a dozen pottle pots (which are, as it were, the eggs of invention) and we shall have such a breed of books, within a while after, as will fill all the world with the wild fowl of good wits.
I can tell you this is a harder thing than making gold of quicksilver; and will trouble you more than the moral of Æ
Gentlemen! I fear I have too much presumed on your idle leisure; and been too bold, to stand talking all this while in another man’s door: but now I will leave you to survey the pleasures of Paphos, and offer your smiles on the altars of V