| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LXVI. And do I see some cause a hope to feed? | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | AND do I see some cause a hope to feed? | |
| Or doth the tedious burden of long woe | |
| In weakened minds, quick apprehending breed | |
| Of every image, which may comfort show? | |
| I cannot brag of word, much less of deed; | 5 |
| Fortune’s wheel’s still with me in one sort slow; | |
| My wealth no more, and no whit less my need: | |
| Desire still on the stilts of fear doth go. | |
| And yet amid all fears, a hope there is | |
| Stolen to my heart, since last fair night (nay, day!) | 10 |
| STELLA’s eyes sent to me the beams of bliss; | |
| Looking on me, while I lookt other way: | |
| But when mine eyes back to their heaven did move; | |
| They fled with blush, which guilty seemed of love. | | | | |
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