| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Astrophel and Stella | | LXXXVI. Alas! whence came this change of looks? If I | | Sir Philip Sidney (15541586) |
| | | ALAS! whence came this change of looks? If I | |
| Have changed desert, let mine own conscience be | |
| A still felt plague to self-condemning me! | |
| Let woe gripe on my heart! shame load mine eye! | |
| But if all faith, like spotless ermine, lie | 5 |
| Safe in my soul; which only doth to thee | |
| (As his sole object of felicity) | |
| With wings of love in air of wonder fly: | |
| O ease your hand! treat not so hard your slave! | |
| In justice, pains come not till faults do call: | 10 |
| Or if I needs, sweet Judge! must torments have; | |
| Use something else to chasten me withal, | |
| Than those blest eyes, where all my hopes do dwell. | |
| No doom should make once heaven become his hell. | | | | |
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