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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Astrophel and Stella
XIX. In Cupid’s bow, how are my heart-strings bent!
Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586)
IN CUPID’s bow, how are my heart-strings bent!
That see my wrack, and yet embrace the same.
When most I glory, then I feel most shame.
I willing run; yet while I run, repent.
  My best wits still their own disgrace invent.        5
My very ink turns straight to STELLA’s name;
And yet my words—as them, my pen doth frame—
Advise themselves that they are vainly spent.
  For though she pass all things, yet what is all
That unto me; who fares like him that both        10
Looks to the skies and in a ditch doth fall?
  O let me prop my mind, yet in his growth,
And not in nature for best fruits unfit!
“Scholar!” saith LOVE, “bend hitherward your wit!”
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