| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LVIII. Doubt there hath been—when, with his golden chain | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | DOUBT there hath been—when, with his golden chain, | |
| The Orator so far men’s hearts doth bind; | |
| That no pace else their guided steps can find, | |
| But as he them more short or slack doth rein— | |
| Whether with words, this sovereignty he gain; | 5 |
| Clothed with fine tropes, with strongest reasons lined: | |
| Or else pronouncing grace, wherewith his mind | |
| Prints his own lively form in rudest brain? | |
| Now judge by this. In piercing phrases, late, | |
| The anatomy of all my woes I wrote. | 10 |
| STELLA’s sweet breath the same to me did read. | |
| O voice! O face! maugre my speeches’ might | |
| Which wooed woe: most ravishing delight, | |
| Even those sad words, even in sad me, did breed. | | | | |
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