Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
Astrophel and Stella. Other Songs of Variable VerseEleventh Song: Who is it that this dark night
Sir Philip Sidney (15541586)W
Underneath my window plaineth?
It is one who from thy sight,
Being, ah! exiled; disdaineth
Every other vulgar light.
Be not yet those fancies changèd?
Dear! when you find change in me,
Though from me you be estrangèd;
Let my change to ruin be.
Leave to see! and leave to wonder!
Absence sure will help, if I
Can learn how myself to sunder
From what in my heart doth lie.
Time doth work what no man knoweth.
Time doth as the subject prove,
With time still th’affection groweth
In the faithful turtle dove.
Will not they stir new affection?
I will think thy pictures be
(Image-like of saints’ perfection)
Poorly counterfeiting thee.
Bids you leave such minds to nourish!
Dear! do reason no such spite!
Never doth thy beauty flourish
More than in my reason’s sight.
Love at length leave undertaking.
No, the more fools it do shake
In a ground of so firm making,
Deeper still they drive the stake.
Come no more! lest I get anger.
Bliss! I will my bliss forbear;
Fearing, Sweet! you to endanger!
But my soul shall harbour thee.
Lest that A
O unjust Fortune’s sway!
Which can make me thus to leave you;
And from louts to run away.