Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | Astrophel and Stella | XCII. Be your words made, good Sir! of Indian ware | Sir Philip Sidney (15541586) |
| BE your words made, good Sir! of Indian ware; | |
That you allow me them by so small rate? | |
Or do you cutted Spartans imitate? | |
Or do you mean my tender ears to spare? | |
That to my questions, you so total are. | 5 |
When I demand of Phnix STELLAs state; | |
You say, forsooth! You left her well of late. | |
O GOD! think you that satisfies my care? | |
I would know whether she sit or walk? | |
How clothed? how waited on? sighed she or smiled? | 10 |
Whereof? with whom? how often did she talk? | |
With what pastime Times journey she beguiled? | |
If her lips deigned to sweeten my poor name? | |
Say all! and all well said, still say the same! | | | |
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