Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Astrophel and StellaIII. Let dainty wits cry on the Sisters nine
Sir Philip Sidney (15541586)L
That bravely maskt, their fancies may be told;
Or P
Enamelling with pied flowers their thoughts of gold;
Or else let them in statelier glory shine,
Ennobling new-found tropes with problems old;
Or with strange similes enrich each line,
Of herbs or beasts which Inde or Afric hold:
For me, in sooth, no Muse but one I know.
Phrases and problems from my reach do grow,
And strange things cost too dear for my poor sprites.
How then? Even thus. In S
What love and beauty be. Then all my deed
But copying is, what in her Nature writes.