| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LXIX. O joy! too high for my low style to show | | Sir Philip Sidney (15541586) |
| | | O JOY! too high for my low style to show. | |
| O bliss! fit for a nobler seat than me. | |
| ENVY! put out thine eyes! lest thou do see | |
| What oceans of delight in me do flow. | |
| My friend! that oft saw, through all masks, my woe. | 5 |
| Come! come! and let me pour myself on thee! | |
| Gone is the winter of my misery! | |
| My spring appears! O see what here doth grow! | |
| For STELLA hath with words (where faith doth shine), | |
| Of her high heart given me the monarchy: | 10 |
| I! I! O I may say that she is mine. | |
| And though she give but thus conditionally | |
| This realm of bliss, while virtuous course I take: | |
| No kings be crowned, but they some covenant make. | | | | |
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