Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Sonnets and Poetical TranslationsIX. Thou Pain! the only guest of loathed Constraint
Sir Philip Sidney (15541586)T
The child of C
Brother to W
Thou P
How hold’st thou her, whose eyes constraint doth fear?
Whom curst, do bless; whose weakness, virtues arm;
Who, other’s woes and plaints can chastely bear;
In whose sweet heaven, angels of high thoughts, swarm.
What courage strange, hath caught thy caitiff heart?
Fear’st not a face that oft whole hearts devours?
Or art thou from above bid play this part,
And so no help ’gainst envy of those powers?
If thus, alas, yet while those parts have woe,
So stay her tongue, that she no more say, “No!”