Astrophel and Stella - Sonnet CV
Vnhappie sight, and hath shee vanisht by So nere, in so good time, so free a place! Dead Glasse, dost thou thy obiect so imbrace, As what my hart still sees thou canst not spie! I sweare by her I loue and lacke, that I Was not in fault, who bent thy dazling race Onely vnto the heau'n of Stellas face, Counting but dust what in the way did lie. But cease, mine eyes, your teares do witnesse well That you, guiltlesse thereof, your nectar mist: Curst be the page from whome the bad torch fell: Curst be the night which did your strife resist: Curst be the coachman that did driue so fast, With no lesse curse then absence makes me tast.
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"Vnhappie sight, and hath shee vanisht by..."
This evocative piece by Philip Sidney (Sir), titled "Astrophel and Stella - Sonnet CV", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...