| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | XCII. Be your words made, good Sir! of Indian ware | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | BE your words made, good Sir! of Indian ware; | |
| That you allow me them by so small rate? | |
| Or do you cutted Spartan’s imitate? | |
| Or do you mean my tender ears to spare? | |
| That to my questions, you so total are. | 5 |
| When I demand of Phœnix STELLA’s 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 Time’s 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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