Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Astrophel and StellaXXX. Whether the Turkish new moon minded be
Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586)W
To fill his horns this year on Christian coast?
How Poles’ right King means, without leave of host,
To warm with ill-made fire, cold Muscovy?
If French can yet three parts in one agree?
What now the Dutch in their full diets boast?
How Holland’s hearts—now so good towns be lost—
Trust in the shade of pleasing Orange tree?
How Ulster likes of that same golden bit,
Wherewith my father once made it half tame?
If in the Scotch Court be no welt’ring yet?
These questions, busy wits to me do frame:
I—cumbered with good manners—answer do;
But know not how, for still I think on you.