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Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.

Astrophel and Stella

IV. Virtue! alas, now let me take some rest

Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586)

VIRTUE! alas, now let me take some rest.

Thou sett’st a bate between my will and wit:

If vain love have my simple soul opprest;

Leave what thou lik’st not! deal not thou with it

Thy sceptre use in some old CATO’s breast:

Churches or schools are for thy seat more fit.

I do confess, pardon a fault confest!

My mouth too tender is for thy hard bit.

But if that needs thou wilt usurping be

The little reason that is left in me;

And still th’effect of thy persuasions prove:

I swear my heart, such one shall show to thee,

That shrines in flesh so true a deity;

That VIRTUE! thou thyself shalt be in love!