| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | XXXIII. I Might—unhappy word, O me!—I might | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | I MIGHT—unhappy word, O me!—I might, | |
| And then would not, or could not see my bliss: | |
| Till now, wrapt in a most infernal night, | |
| I find, how heavenly day, wretch! I did miss. | |
| Heart rent thyself! thou dost thyself but right. | 5 |
| No lovely PARIS made thy HELEN his; | |
| No force, no fraud robbed thee of thy delight; | |
| No Fortune, of thy fortune author is; | |
| But to myself, myself did give the blow; | |
| While too much wit (forsooth!) so troubled me, | 10 |
| That I, respects for both our sakes must show: | |
| And yet could not by rising morn foresee | |
| How fair a day was near. O punisht eyes! | |
| That I had been more foolish or more wise! | | | | |
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