Astrophel and Stella - Sonnet LXVI
And do I see some cause a hope to feede, Or doth the tedious burden of long wo In weaken'd minds quick apprehending breed Of euerie image which may comfort shew? I cannot brag of word, much lesse of deed, Fortune wheeles still with me in one sort slow; My wealth no more, and no whit lesse my need; Desier still on stilts of Feare doth go. And yet amid all feares a hope there is, Stolne to my hart since last faire night, nay day, Stellas eyes sent to me the beames of blisse, Looking on me while I lookt other way: But when mine eyes backe to their heau'n did moue, They fled with blush which guiltie seem'd of loue.
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