| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LXXX. Sweet swelling lip! well mayest thou swell in pride | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | SWEET swelling lip! well mayest thou swell in pride; | |
| Since best wits think it wit, thee to admire: | |
| Nature’s praise! Virtue’s stall! CUPID’s cold fire! | |
| Whence words, not words but heavenly graces slide. | |
| The new Parnassus! where the Muses bide. | 5 |
| Sweet’ner of music! wisdom’s beautifier! | |
| Breather of life! and fast’ner of Desire! | |
| Where Beauty’s blush in Honour’s grain is dyed. | |
| Thus much my heart compelled my mouth to say, | |
| But now spite of my heart, my mouth will stay; | 10 |
| Loathing all lies, doubting this flattery is: | |
| And no spur can his resty race renew; | |
| Without how far this praise is short of you, | |
| Sweet lip! you teach my mouth with one sweet kiss! | | | | |
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