| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LIX. Dear! why make you more of a dog, than me? | | Sir Philip Sidney (1554–1586) |
| | | DEAR! why make you more of a dog, than me? | |
| If he do love; I burn, I burn in love! | |
| If he wait well; I never thence would move! | |
| If he be fair; yet but a dog can be. | |
| Little he is, so little worth is he. | 5 |
| He barks; my songs, thine own voice oft doth prove. | |
| Bidden perhaps, he fetcheth thee a glove; | |
| But I unbid, fetch even my soul to thee! | |
| Yet while I languish; him, that bosom clips, | |
| That lap doth lap, nay, lets in spite of spite, | 10 |
| This sour-breathed mate taste of those sugared lips. | |
| Alas, if you grant only such delight | |
| To witless things; then LOVE I hope (since wit | |
| Becomes a clog) will soon ease me of it. | | | | |
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