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Astrophil and Stella-Sir Philip Sidney · William Shakespeare Works Collection

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  Speaker 1: Part one of Astrophil and Stella. This is a LibriVox recording.
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  Speaker 1: by Elizabeth Klett. Astrophil and Stella by Sir Philip Sidney,
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  Speaker 1: Part one, Sonnets one to thirty, Loving in truth and
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  Speaker 1: fain in verse my love to show that she dear,
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  Speaker 1: She might take some pleasure of my pain. Pleasure might
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  Speaker 1: cause her read, reading, might make her know, knowledge, might
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  Speaker 1: pity when, and pity grace obtain. I sought fit words
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  Speaker 1: to paint the blackest face of woe, studying inventions, fine
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  Speaker 1: her wits to entertain, oft, turning others leaves to see
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  Speaker 1: if thence would flow some fresh and fruitful shit hours
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  Speaker 1: upon my sunburned brain. But words came halting forth, wanting
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  Speaker 1: inventions stay invention, Nature's child fled stepdame's studies blows, and
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  Speaker 1: other's feet still seem'd, but strangers in my way. Thus great,
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  Speaker 1: with child to speak, and helpless in my throes, biting
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  Speaker 1: my truant pen, beating myself for spite. Fool, said my
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  Speaker 1: muse to me, Look in thy heart and write not
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  Speaker 1: at first sight, nor with a dribbid shot. Love gave
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  Speaker 1: the wound, which while I breathe will bleed, but known
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  Speaker 1: worth did in mine of time proceed till by degrees
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  Speaker 1: it had full conquest. Got I saw and liked. I liked,
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  Speaker 1: but loved not. I loved, but straight did not what
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  Speaker 1: love decreed at length to Love's decrees I forced agreed,
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  Speaker 1: yet with repining at so partial lot. Now even that
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  Speaker 1: footstep of lost liberty is gone. And now, like slave
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  Speaker 1: born Muscovite, I call it praise to suffer tyranny, and
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  Speaker 1: now employ the remnant of my wit to make myself
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  Speaker 1: believe that all is well. While with a feeling skill
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  Speaker 1: I paint my hell. Let the dainty wits cry on
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  Speaker 1: the sisters nine that bravely masked their fancies may be told,
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  Speaker 1: or Pindar's apes flaunt they in phrases fine, enameling with
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  Speaker 1: pied flowers, their thoughts of gold, or else, let them
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  Speaker 1: in statelier glory, shine, ennobling new found tropes, with problems
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  Speaker 1: old or with strange similes, enrich each line of herbs
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  Speaker 1: or beasts with a or afric hold for me in
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  Speaker 1: sooth no muse, but one. I know phrases and problems
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  Speaker 1: from my reach do grow, and strange things cost too
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  Speaker 1: dear for my poor sprites. How then, even thus in
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  Speaker 1: Stella's face, I read what love and beauty be, then
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  Speaker 1: all my deed. But copying is what in her nature
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  Speaker 1: writes virtue. Alas, Now let me take some rest. Thou
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  Speaker 1: set'st a bit between my soul and wit. If vain love,
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  Speaker 1: have my simple soul oppressed? Leave what thou likest not,
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  Speaker 1: deal not thou with it the scepter use in some
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  Speaker 1: old Cato's breast, churches or schools are for thy seat
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  Speaker 1: more fit I do confess pardon a fault, confessed, My
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  Speaker 1: too tender is for thy hard bit. But if that
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  Speaker 1: needs thou wilt usurping be the little reason that is
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  Speaker 1: left in me, and still the fect of thy persuasions,
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  Speaker 1: prove I swear my heart. Such one shall show to
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  Speaker 1: thee that shrines in flesh, so true a deity that
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  Speaker 1: virtue thou thyself shalt be in love. It is most
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  Speaker 1: true that eyes are formed to serve the inward light,
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  Speaker 1: and that the heavenly part ought to be king from
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  Speaker 1: whose rules? Who do swerve rebels to nature strive for
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  Speaker 1: their own smart It is most true what we call
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  Speaker 1: cupids dart an image is which for ourselves we carve,
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  Speaker 1: and fools adore in temple of our heart, till that
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  Speaker 1: good God make church and churchmen starve. True, that true
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  Speaker 1: beauty virtue is indeed, whereof this beauty can be but
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  Speaker 1: a shade which elements with mortal mixture breed. True that
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  Speaker 1: on earth we are but pilgrims made, and should in
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  Speaker 1: soul up to our country move. True and yet true
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  Speaker 1: that I must stella love. Some lovers speak when they
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  Speaker 1: their muses entertain of hopes, be got by fear of
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  Speaker 1: wo not what desires of force of heavenly beams, infusing
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  Speaker 1: hellish pain, of living deaths, dear wounds, fair storms, and
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  Speaker 1: freezing fires. Some one his song in Jove and Jove's
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  Speaker 1: strange tales, attires broidered with bulls and swans, powdered with
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  Speaker 1: golden rain. Another humbler wit to shepherd's pipe, retires, yet
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  Speaker 1: hiding royal blood. Full often rural vein to some a
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  Speaker 1: sweetest plaint, a sweetest style affords, while tears pour out
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  Speaker 1: his ink, and sighs breathe out his words. His paper pale,
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  Speaker 1: despair and pain his pen doth move. I can speak
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  Speaker 1: what I feel, and feel as much as they, But
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  Speaker 1: think that all the map of my state I display
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  Speaker 1: when trembling voice brings forth that I do Stella love,
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  Speaker 1: When nature made her chief work. Stella's eyes in color black,
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  Speaker 1: Why wrapt she beams so bright? Would she in beamy
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  Speaker 1: black like painter wise frame daintiest luster, mixt of shades
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  Speaker 1: and light? Or did she else that sober hue devise
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  Speaker 1: in object best to knit and strength our sight? Lest
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  Speaker 1: if no veil those brave gleams did disguise, they sunlike
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  Speaker 1: should more dazzle than delight. Or would she her miraculous
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  Speaker 1: power show that, whereas black seems beauty's contrary, she even
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  Speaker 1: if black doth make all beauties flow both so, and
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  Speaker 1: thus she, minding love should be placed ever there, gave
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  Speaker 1: him this morning weed to honor all their deaths, who
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  Speaker 1: for her bleed love. Born in Greece of late fled
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  Speaker 1: from his native place, forced by a tedious proof that
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  Speaker 1: Turkish hardened heart is no fit mark to pierce with
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  Speaker 1: his fine pointed dart, and pleased with our soft peace,
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  Speaker 1: stayed here his flying race, but finding these north climes
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  Speaker 1: do coldly him embrace. Not used to frozen clips, he
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  Speaker 1: strave to find some part where, with most ease and
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  Speaker 1: warmth he might employ his art. At length, he perched
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  Speaker 1: himself in Stella's joyful face, whose fair skin beamy eyes
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  Speaker 1: like morning sun on snow. Deceived the quaking boy, who thought,
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  Speaker 1: from so pure light effects of lively heat must needs
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  Speaker 1: in nature grow. But she most fair, most cold, made him,
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  Speaker 1: thence take his flight to my close heart, where while
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  Speaker 1: some fire brands he did lay, he burnt, unwares his wings,
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  Speaker 1: and cannot fly away. Queen Virtue's court, which some call
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  Speaker 1: Stella's face, prepared by nature's choicest furniture, hath his front
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  Speaker 1: built of alabaster pure gold. In the covering of that
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  Speaker 1: stately place, the door by which sometimes comes forth her grace,
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  Speaker 1: red poor fear is which lock of pearl makes sure,
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  Speaker 1: whose porches rich, which name of cheeks endure marble mixed
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  Speaker 1: red and white, do interlace the windows now through which
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  Speaker 1: this heavenly guest looks o'er the world, and can find
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  Speaker 1: nothing such which dare claim from those lights the name
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  Speaker 1: of best of touch. They are that without touch doth
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  Speaker 1: touch which cupid self from beauty's mind did draw of touch.
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  Speaker 1: They are, and poor I am their straw. Reason in
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  Speaker 1: faith thou art well served that still what'st brabbling be
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  Speaker 1: with sense and love in me? I rather wish thee
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  Speaker 1: climb the muse's hill, or reach the fruit of nature's
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  Speaker 1: choicest tree, or seek Heaven's course or Heaven's inside to see.
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  Speaker 1: Why shouldst thou toil our thorny soil to till leave
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  Speaker 1: sense and those which senses objects be deal thou with
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  Speaker 1: powers of thought, leave love to will. But thou wodst
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  Speaker 1: need'st fight both with love and sense, with sword wit,
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  Speaker 1: giving wounds of dispraise, till downright blows did foil thy
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  Speaker 1: cunning fence. For soon as they strike thee with Stella's rays,
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  Speaker 1: reason thou kneeldst and offer'st straight to prove by reason, good,
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  Speaker 1: good reason her to love in truth, O love with
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  Speaker 1: what a boyish kind thou dost proceed in thy most
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  Speaker 1: serious ways, that when the heaven to thee his best displays,
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  Speaker 1: Yet of that best thou leavest the best behind, For
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  Speaker 1: like a child that some fair book doth find with
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  Speaker 1: gilded leaves or colored vellum plays, or at the most
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  Speaker 1: on some fine picture stays, but never heeds the fruit
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  Speaker 1: of writer's mind. So when thou sawest in nature's cabinet Stella,
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  Speaker 1: thou straight look'st babies in her eyes, in her cheek's pit,
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  Speaker 1: thou didst thy pitfall set, and in her breast bepeep
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  Speaker 1: or crouching lies, playing and shining in each outward part.
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  Speaker 1: But fool seeks not to get into her heart, cupid,
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  Speaker 1: because thou shinest in Stella's eyes, that from her locks
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  Speaker 1: thy day nets no escapes free, that those lips swell
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  Speaker 1: so full of thee they be, that her sweet breath
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  Speaker 1: makes oft thy flames to rise. That in her breast
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  Speaker 1: thy pap well sugared lies, that he grace gracious makes
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  Speaker 1: thy wrongs. That she what words, so e'er she speak
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  Speaker 1: persuades for thee, that her clear voice lifts thy fame
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  Speaker 1: to the skies. Thou countest Stella, thine, like those whose powers,
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  Speaker 1: having got up a breach by fighting, well, cry victory.
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  Speaker 1: This fair day all is ours. O. No, her heart
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  Speaker 1: is such a citadel, so fortified with wit, stored with disdain,
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  Speaker 1: that to win it is all the skill and pain.
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  Speaker 1: Phoebus was judge between Jove, Mars, and Love. Of those
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  Speaker 1: three gods whose arms the fairest were Jove's golden shield
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  Speaker 1: did the eagle Sables bear, whose talons held young Ganymede above,
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  Speaker 1: But in vert field Mars bear a golden spear, which,
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  Speaker 1: through a bleeding heart his point did shove. Each had
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  Speaker 1: his crest. Mars carried Venus's glove, Jove in his helm
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  Speaker 1: the thunderbolt did rear. Cupid them smiles, for on his
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  Speaker 1: crest there lies Stella's fair hair, her face. He makes
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  Speaker 1: his shield where Rose's gules are born. In silver field,
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  Speaker 1: Phoebus drew wide the curtains of the skies to blaze
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  Speaker 1: these last, and swear devoutly. Then the first thus match'd
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  Speaker 1: were scantly gentlemen. Alas have I not pain enough my friend,
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  Speaker 1: upon whose breast a fiercer gripe doth tire then did
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  Speaker 1: on him who first stole down the fire. While Love
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  Speaker 1: un me doth all his quiver spend. But with your
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  Speaker 1: rhubarb words you must contend to grieve me worse in
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  Speaker 1: saying that desire doth plunge my well formed soul, even
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  Speaker 1: in the mire of sinful thoughts which do in ruin end.
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  Speaker 1: If that be sin which doth the manner's frame well
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  Speaker 1: stayed with truth in word and faith of deed, ready
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  Speaker 1: of wit, and fearing naught but shame. If that be
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  Speaker 1: sin which infixed hearts doth breed a loathing of all
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  Speaker 1: loose unchastity, then love is sin. And let me sinful
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  Speaker 1: be you that you search for every pearling spring which
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  Speaker 1: from the ribs of old Parnassus flows, and every flower
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  Speaker 1: not sweet perhaps which grows near thereabouts into your poesy ring,
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  Speaker 1: You that do Dictionary's method bring into your rhymes running
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  Speaker 1: in rattling rose, You that poor Petrarch's long deceased woes
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  Speaker 1: with new born sighs and denizen wit, do sing you
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  Speaker 1: take wrong ways? Those far fet helps be such as
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  Speaker 1: do beret a want of inward touch, and sure at
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  Speaker 1: length stolen goods do come to light. But if both
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  Speaker 1: for your love and skill your name, you seek to
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  Speaker 1: nurse at fullest breasts of fame, stella behold, and then
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  Speaker 1: begin to indite in nature apt to like when I
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  Speaker 1: did see beauties which were of many carats, fine, my
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  Speaker 1: boiling sprites did thither soon incline and love. I thought
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  Speaker 1: that I was full of thee, but finding not those
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  Speaker 1: restless flames in me which others said did make their
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  Speaker 1: soul to pine, I thought those babes of some pin's
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  Speaker 1: hurt did wine by my love, judging what love's pain
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  Speaker 1: might be. But while I thus with this young lion
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  Speaker 1: played mine eyes, shall I say cursed? Or blest? Beheld? Stella?
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  Speaker 1: Now is she named? Need more be said? In her sight?
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  Speaker 1: I a lesson knew have spelled. I now have learned
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  Speaker 1: love right, and learned even so as who, by being poisoned,
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  Speaker 1: doth poison know his mother. Dear Cupid offended late because
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  Speaker 1: that Mars grown slacker in her love. With pricking shot,
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  Speaker 1: he did not thoroughly move to keep the pace of
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  Speaker 1: their first loving state. The boy refused, for fear of
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  Speaker 1: Mars's hate, who threatened stripes if he his wrath did prove.
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  Speaker 1: But she, in chafe him from her lap, did shove,
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  Speaker 1: break bow, break shafts. While Cupid, weeping sound till that
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  Speaker 1: is grandam nature, pitying it of Stella's brows make him
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  Speaker 1: two better bows, and in her eyes of arrows infinite. Oh,
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  Speaker 1: how for joy he leaps Oh, how he crows and
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  Speaker 1: straight therewith, like Wag's new god to play falls to
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  Speaker 1: shrewd turns. And I was in his way, with what
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  Speaker 1: sharp checks I in myself am shan't when into reasons
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  Speaker 1: aught it, I do go, and by just counts myself
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  Speaker 1: a bankrupt know of all the goods which Heaven to
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  Speaker 1: me hath lent, unable quite to pay even Nature's rent,
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  Speaker 1: which unto it by birthright I do owe, and which
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  Speaker 1: is worse. No good excuse can show but that my
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  Speaker 1: wealth I have most idly spent. My youth doth waste.
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  Speaker 1: My knowledge brings forth toys. My wit, doth strive those
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  Speaker 1: passions to defend, which for reward spoil it with vainer noise.
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  Speaker 1: I see my course to lose myself doth bend. I see,
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  Speaker 1: And yet no greater sorrow take than that I lose,
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  Speaker 1: no more for Stella's sake on Cupid's bow. How are
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  Speaker 1: my heart strings bent that see my rack, and yet
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  Speaker 1: embrace the same. When most I glory, then I feel
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  Speaker 1: most shame. I willing run. Yet while I run, repent
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  Speaker 1: my best wits still their own disgrace invent my very
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  Speaker 1: ink turns straight to Stella's name. And yet my words
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  Speaker 1: as them my pen a frame, advise themselves that they
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  Speaker 1: are vainly spent. For though she pass all things, yet
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  Speaker 1: what is all that unto me? Who fare like him
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  Speaker 1: that both looks to the skies and doth in a
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  Speaker 1: ditch fall. Oh, let me prop my mind, yet in
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  Speaker 1: his growth and not in nature for best fruit, unfit scholar,
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  Speaker 1: saith love, bend hitherward your wit. Fly, fly, my friends,
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  Speaker 1: I have my death wound. Fly See there that boy,
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  Speaker 1: that murdering boy, I say, who like a thief, hid
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  Speaker 1: in dark bush, doth lie till bloody bullet get him
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  Speaker 1: wrongful prey, so tyrant he no fitter place could spy,
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  Speaker 1: nor so fair level in so secret stay as that
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  Speaker 1: sweet black which veils the heavenly eye. There himself with
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  Speaker 1: his shot he close doth lay poor passenger pass. Now
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  Speaker 1: thereby I did and staid pleased with the prospect of
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  Speaker 1: the place. While that black hue from me, the bad
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  Speaker 1: guest hid but straight I saw motions of lightning grace,
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  Speaker 1: and then descried the glistering of his dart. But ere
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  Speaker 1: I could fly. Hence it pierced my heart. Your words,
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  Speaker 1: my friend, right healthful caustics. Blame my young mind, marred
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  Speaker 1: whom love doth windless, so that mine own writings like
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  Speaker 1: bad servants, show my wits quick in vain thoughts in virtue.
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  Speaker 1: Lame that Plato I read for naught. But if he
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  Speaker 1: tame such doltish gyres, that to my birth I owe
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  Speaker 1: nobler desires. Lest else that friendly foe great expectation were
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  Speaker 1: train of shame. For since mad March great promise made
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  Speaker 1: of me. If now the may of my years much decline,
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  Speaker 1: what can be hoped? My harvest time will be sure?
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  Speaker 1: You say, well, your wisdom's golden mine, dig deep with learnings, spade,
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  Speaker 1: Now tell me this hath this world aught so fair
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  Speaker 1: as Stella is in highest way of heaven. The sun
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  Speaker 1: did ride, progressing then from fair Twin's golden place, having
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  Speaker 1: no scarf of clouds before his face, but shining forth
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  Speaker 1: of heat in his chief pride, when some fair ladies,
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  Speaker 1: by hard promise, tied on horseback, met him in his
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  Speaker 1: furious race. Yet each prepared with fan's well shading grace
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  Speaker 1: from that foes wound their tender skins to hide Stella
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  Speaker 1: alone with face unarmed, March'd either to do like him,
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  Speaker 1: which open shone or careless of the wealth. Because her
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  Speaker 1: own yet were the hid and meaner beauties parched, Her
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  Speaker 1: daintiest bare went free. The cause was this the sun
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  Speaker 1: which others burned. Did her but kiss the curious wits,
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  Speaker 1: seeing dull pensiveness beret itself in my long settled eyes.
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  Speaker 1: Whence those same fumes of melancholy rise with idle pains
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  Speaker 1: and missing aim. Do guess some that know how my
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  Speaker 1: spring I did address deem that my muse some fruit
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  Speaker 1: of knowledge plies others. Because the Prince my service tries
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  Speaker 1: think that I think state errors to redress. But harder judges, judge, ambitions, rage.
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  Speaker 1: Scourge of itself, still climbing slippery place holds my young
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  Speaker 1: brain captive in golden cage. O fools or over wise
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  Speaker 1: alas the race of all my thoughts hath neither stop
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  Speaker 1: nor start, but only Stella's eyes and Stella's heart. Rich
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  Speaker 1: fools there be, whose base and filthy heart lies, hatching
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  Speaker 1: still the goods wherein they flow, and damning their own
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  Speaker 1: selves to tantals. Smart wealth, breeding, want more, blist, more
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  Speaker 1: wretched grow. Yet to those fools heavens such wit doth
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  Speaker 1: impart as what their hands do hold their heads do know,
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  Speaker 1: and knowing love and loving lay apart as sacred things
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  Speaker 1: far from all dangers. Show. But that rich fool, who,
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  Speaker 1: by blind fortunes lot the richest gem of love and
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  Speaker 1: life and joys, and can with foul abuse such beauties
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  Speaker 1: blot let him deprived of sweet but unfelt joys, exiled
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  Speaker 1: for eye from those high treasures which he knows not
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  Speaker 1: grow in only folly. Rich, the wisest scholar of the white,
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  Speaker 1: most wise by Phoebus doom, with sugard sentence, says that virtue,
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  Speaker 1: if it once met with our eyes strange flames of love,
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  Speaker 1: it in our souls would raise. But for that man,
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  Speaker 1: with pain, his truth disgries, whilst he each thing incenses
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  Speaker 1: balance ways. And so nor will nor can behold those
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  Speaker 1: skies which inward sun to heroic mind displays virtue of
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  Speaker 1: late with virtuous care to stir love of herself, took
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  Speaker 1: Stella's shape, that she, to mortal eyes might sweetly shine
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  Speaker 1: in her. It is most true, for since I heard it,
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  Speaker 1: see virtues great beauty in that face, I prove and
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  Speaker 1: find the fact, for I do burn in love, though
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  Speaker 1: dusty wits dare scorn astrology, and fools can think those
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  Speaker 1: lamps of purest light, whose numbers weighs greatness eternity, promising
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  Speaker 1: wonders wonder do invite to have for no cause birthright
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  Speaker 1: in the sky, but for to spangle the black weeds
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  Speaker 1: of night, or for some brawl which in that chamber
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  Speaker 1: high they should still dance to please a gazer's sight.
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  Speaker 1: For me, I do nature un idle know, and no
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  Speaker 1: great causes, great effects, procure and know those bodies high
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  Speaker 1: rain on the low. And if these rules did fail,
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  Speaker 1: proof makes me sure who oft forejudge my after following
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  Speaker 1: race by only those two stars in Stella's face, Because I,
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  Speaker 1: oft in dark, abstracted guise, seem most alone in greatest company,
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  Speaker 1: with dearth of words or answers, quite awry to them
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  Speaker 1: that would make speech of speech arise, they deem, and
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  Speaker 1: of their doom the rumor flies, that poisoned fowl of bubbling.
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  Speaker 1: Pride doth lie so in my swelling breast that only
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  Speaker 1: I fall on myself, and others do despise. Yet pride,
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  Speaker 1: I think, doth not my soul possess, which looks too
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  Speaker 1: often his unflattering glass. But one worse fault ambition, I
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  Speaker 1: confess that makes me oft, my best friends overpass unseen, unheard,
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  Speaker 1: while though to highest place bends all his powers, even
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  Speaker 1: unto Stella's grace. You that, with Allegory's curious frame of others,
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  Speaker 1: children changelings used to make with me those pains for
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  Speaker 1: God's sake, do not take. I list not dig so
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  Speaker 1: deep for brazen fame. When I say Stella, I do
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  Speaker 1: mean the same princess of beauty, for whose only sake
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  Speaker 1: the reigns of love I love, though never slake and
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  Speaker 1: joy therein, though nations count it shame, I beg no
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  Speaker 1: subject to use eloquence, nor in hid ways do guide philosophy.
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  Speaker 1: Look at my hands for no such quintessence. But know
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  Speaker 1: that I, in pure simplicity breathe out the flames which
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  Speaker 1: burn within my heart, love only reading unto me this art.
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  Speaker 1: Like some weak lords neighbor'd by mighty kings to keep
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  Speaker 1: themselves and their chief cities free, do easily yield, that
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  Speaker 1: all their coasts may be ready to store their camps
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  Speaker 1: of needful things. So Stella's heart, finding what power love
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  Speaker 1: brings to keep itself in life and liberty, doth willing
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  Speaker 1: grant that in the frontiers he use all to help
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  Speaker 1: his other conquerings, and thus her heart escapes. But thus
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  Speaker 1: her eyes serve him with shot, her lips, his heralds
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  Speaker 1: are her breasts, his tents, legs, his triumphal car, her flesh,
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  Speaker 1: his food, her skin, his armor brave. And I but
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  Speaker 1: for because my prospect lies upon that coast, am given
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  Speaker 1: up for a slave. Whether the Turkish new Moon minded
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  Speaker 1: be to fill his horns this year on Christian coast.
• 26:53
  Speaker 1: How Pole's right king means with leave of host to
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  Speaker 1: warm with ill made fire cold Muscovy. If French can
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  Speaker 1: yet three parts in one agree, What now the Dutch,
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  Speaker 1: in their full diets boast, how Holland hearts now so
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  Speaker 1: good towns be lost trust in the shade of pleasing
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  Speaker 1: orange tree. How Ulster likes of that same golden bit,
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  Speaker 1: wherewith my father once made it half tame. If in
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  Speaker 1: the Scotch court be no weltering Yet these questions busy
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  Speaker 1: wits to me, do frame I, cumbered with good manners? Answer? Do?
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  Speaker 1: But know not? How? For still I think of you
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  Speaker 1: and of part one Part two of Astrophil and Stella.
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox dot org. Recording by Elizabeth Klett. Astrophil and Stella
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  Speaker 1: by Sir Philip Sidney, Part two, Sonnets thirty one to sixty,
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  Speaker 1: With how sad steps, O Moon, Thou climb'st the skies,
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  Speaker 1: how silently, and with how wan a face? What may
• 28:27
  Speaker 1: it be that, even in heavenly place, that busy archer,
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  Speaker 1: his sharp arrows, tries sure if that long with love
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  Speaker 1: acquainted eyes can judge of love? Thou feel'st a lover's case.
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  Speaker 1: I read it in thy looks, thy languished grace to
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  Speaker 1: me that feel alike thy state disgries then even of fellowship,
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  Speaker 1: O Moon tell me, is constant love deemed there? But
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  Speaker 1: want of wit? Our beauty's there as proud as here
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  Speaker 1: they be? Do they above love to be scorn'd? And
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  Speaker 1: yet those lovers scorn whom that love doth possess? Do
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  Speaker 1: they call virtue? There ungratefulness? Morpheus, the lively son of
• 29:15
  Speaker 1: deadly sleep, witness of life to them that living die.
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  Speaker 1: A prophet oft and oft in history a poet eke
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  Speaker 1: as humors fly or creep, Since thou in me so
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  Speaker 1: sure a power dost keep that? Never I, with closed
• 29:31
  Speaker 1: up sense do lie. But by thy work, my stella,
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  Speaker 1: I descry, teaching blind eyes both how to smile and weep,
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  Speaker 1: vouchsafe of all acquaintance. This to tell whence hast thou
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  Speaker 1: ivory rubies, pearl and gold, to show her skin, lips, teeth,
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  Speaker 1: and head so well fool answers he no indies such
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  Speaker 1: treasures hold but from thy heart, while my sire charmeth
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  Speaker 1: thee sweet Stilla's image, Do I steal to me? I
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  Speaker 1: might unhappy word O me? I might, and then would
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  Speaker 1: not or could not see my bliss, Till now wrapt
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  Speaker 1: in a most infernal night, I find how heavenly day
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  Speaker 1: wretch I did miss heart rend thyself. Thou dost thyself
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  Speaker 1: but right, No lovely paris made thy helen his no force,
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  Speaker 1: No fraud robb'd thee of thy delight, nor fortune of
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  Speaker 1: thy fortune author is. But to myself myself did give
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  Speaker 1: the blow, while too much wit forsooth so troubled me
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  Speaker 1: that I respects for both our sakes must show, and
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  Speaker 1: yet could not by rising morn, foresee how fair a
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  Speaker 1: day was near o punished eyes, that I had been
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  Speaker 1: more foolish or more wise? Come let me write? And
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  Speaker 1: to what end to ease a burdened heart? How can
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  Speaker 1: words ease? Which are the glasses of thy daily vexing,
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  Speaker 1: care oft cruel fights? Well? Pictured? Forth, do please art
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  Speaker 1: not ashamed to publish thy disease? Nay that may breed
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  Speaker 1: my fame? It is so rare. But will not wise
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  Speaker 1: men think thy words fond? Where then be they close?
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  Speaker 1: And so none shall displease? What idler thing then speak
• 31:44
  Speaker 1: and not be heard? What harder thing than smart? And
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  Speaker 1: not to speak peace? Foolish wit? With wit? My wit
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  Speaker 1: is marred? Thus write I, while I doubt to write,
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  Speaker 1: and wreck my harms on Ink's poor law. Perhaps some
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  Speaker 1: find Stella's great powers that so confuse my mind? What
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  Speaker 1: may words say? Or what may words not say? Where
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  Speaker 1: truth itself must speak like flattery? Within what bounds can
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  Speaker 1: one his liking stay? Where nature doth with infinite degree?
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  Speaker 1: What nester's counsel can my flames allay? Since reasons self
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  Speaker 1: doth blow the coal in me? And ah, what hope
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  Speaker 1: that hope should once see? Day? Where cupid is sworn
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  Speaker 1: page to chastity honor is honor'd that thou dost possess
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  Speaker 1: him as thy slave, And now long needy fame doth
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  Speaker 1: even grow rich naming my Stella's name, Wit learns in
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  Speaker 1: THEE perfection to express not thou by praise, but praise
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  Speaker 1: in THEE is raised. It is a praise to praise
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  Speaker 1: when thou art praised Stella. Whence doth this new assault
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  Speaker 1: arise a conquer'd yielding, ransack'd heart to win, where too
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  Speaker 1: long since through my long batter'd eyes, whole armies of
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  Speaker 1: thy beauties enter'd in, and there long since love thy
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  Speaker 1: lieutenant lies, my forces, raised, thy banners rais'd within of conquest.
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  Speaker 1: Do not these effects suffice, but wilt now war upon
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  Speaker 1: thine own. Begin with so sweet voice, and by sweet nature,
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  Speaker 1: so in sweetest strength, so sweetly skill'd withal in all
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  Speaker 1: sweet stratagems, sweet art, can show that not my soul,
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  Speaker 1: which at thy foot did fall long since forced by
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  Speaker 1: thy beams, but stone or tree, by senses privilege, can
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  Speaker 1: scape from thee. My mouth doth water, and my rest
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  Speaker 1: doth swell, my tongue doth itch my thoughts in labor
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  Speaker 1: be Listen, then, lordings with good ear to me, for
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  Speaker 1: of my life, I must a riddle tell toward Aurora's court.
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  Speaker 1: A nymph doth dwell rich in all beauties which man's
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  Speaker 1: eye can see, beauty so far from reach of words,
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  Speaker 1: that we obeyse her praise, saying she doth excel, rich
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  Speaker 1: in the treasure of deserved renown, rich in the treasures
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  Speaker 1: of a royal heart, rich in those gifts which give
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  Speaker 1: the eternal crown. Who, though most rich in these and
• 34:38
  Speaker 1: every part which make the patterns of true worldly bliss,
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  Speaker 1: hath no misfortune but that rich she is. This night,
• 34:50
  Speaker 1: while sleep begins with heavy wings to hatch mine eyes,
• 34:54
  Speaker 1: and that unbitted thought doth fall to stray, and my
• 34:58
  Speaker 1: chief powers are brought to believe the scepter of all
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  Speaker 1: subject things. The first that strait my fancy's error brings
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  Speaker 1: unto my mind is Stella's image, wrought by Love's own self,
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  Speaker 1: but with so curious draft that she methinks not only
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  Speaker 1: shines but sings. I start look heark, But what enclosed
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  Speaker 1: up sense was held in opened sense, it flies away,
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  Speaker 1: leaving me nought but wailing eloquence. I seeing better sights
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  Speaker 1: in sights decay, call'd it anew and wooed sleep again,
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  Speaker 1: but him her host, that unkind guest had slain. Come Sleep,
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  Speaker 1: Oh sleep, the certain knot of peace, the baiting place
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  Speaker 1: of wit, the balm of woe, the poor man's wealth,
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  Speaker 1: the prisoner's release, the indifferent judge between the high and low.
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  Speaker 1: With she of proof shield me from out the priests
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  Speaker 1: of those fierce darts despair at me, doth throw O
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  Speaker 1: make in me those civil wars to cease. I will
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  Speaker 1: good tribute pay if thou do so. Take thou of me,
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  Speaker 1: smooth pillows, sweetest bed, a chamber, deaf to noise and
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  Speaker 1: blind to light, a rosy garland, and a weary head.
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  Speaker 1: And if these things, as being thine by right, move
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  Speaker 1: not thy heavy grace, thou shalt in me livelier than
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  Speaker 1: elsewhere Stella's image see as good to right as for
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  Speaker 1: to lie and groan. O Stella, dear how much thy
• 36:44
  Speaker 1: power hath wrought that hast my mind none of the
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  Speaker 1: basest brought my still kept course while others sleep to
• 36:52
  Speaker 1: moan alas if from the height of virtues throne, thou
• 36:58
  Speaker 1: canst vouchsafe the influence of thought upon a wretch that
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  Speaker 1: long thy grace hath sought weaiy, then, how I by
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  Speaker 1: thee am overthrown? And then think, thus, although thy beauty
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  Speaker 1: be made manifest by such a victory, yet noblest conquerors
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  Speaker 1: do wrex avoid, Since then thou hast so far subdued me,
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  Speaker 1: that in my heart I offer still to thee. Oh,
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  Speaker 1: do not let thy temple be destroyed. Having this day
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  Speaker 1: my horse, my hand, my lance guided so well that
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  Speaker 1: I obtained the prize, both by the judgment of the
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  Speaker 1: English eyes and of some scent from that sweet enemy France. Horsemen,
• 37:44
  Speaker 1: My skill in horsemanship advance town folks my strength. A
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  Speaker 1: daintier judge applies his praise to slight, which from good
• 37:52
  Speaker 1: use doth rise some lucky wits imputed, but to chance others.
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  Speaker 1: Because of both sides, I to take my blood from
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  Speaker 1: them who did excel in this think nature me, a
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  Speaker 1: man of arms, did make how far they shot awry.
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  Speaker 1: The true cause is Stella looked on, and from her
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  Speaker 1: heavenly face sent forth the beams which made so fair
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  Speaker 1: my race. O eyes, which do the spheres of beauty move?
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  Speaker 1: Whose beams be joys, Whose joys all virtues be, who
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  Speaker 1: while they make love conquer conquer love the schools where
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  Speaker 1: Venus hath learned chastity. O eyes, whose humble looks most glorious,
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  Speaker 1: prove only loved tyrants just in cruelty. Do not, oh,
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  Speaker 1: do not from poor me remove Keep still my zenith,
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  Speaker 1: ever shine on me, For though I never see them,
• 38:57
  Speaker 1: but straightways my life forgets to knowsh languish'd sprites. Yet
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  Speaker 1: still on me, O eyes, dart down your rays, and
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  Speaker 1: if from majesty of sacred lights oppressing mortal sense, my
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  Speaker 1: death proceed rax triumphs be which love high set doth breed,
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  Speaker 1: fair eyes, sweet lips, Dear heart, that foolish eye could hope,
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  Speaker 1: by Cupid's help on you to pray, Since to himself
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  Speaker 1: he doth your gifts apply as his main force, choice, sport,
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  Speaker 1: and ease will stay for when he will see who
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  Speaker 1: dare him gainsay. Then with those eyes he looks lo
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  Speaker 1: by and by each soul doth at Love's feet his
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  Speaker 1: weapons lay glad. If for her he give them leave
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  Speaker 1: to die, when he will play. Then in her lips
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  Speaker 1: he is where blushing red, that love's self them doth
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  Speaker 1: love with either lip, he doth the other kiss. But
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  Speaker 1: when he will for quiet's sake, Remove from all the world.
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  Speaker 1: Her heart is then his room, where well he knows,
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  Speaker 1: no man to him can come My words, I know,
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  Speaker 1: do well set forth my mind. My mind bemoans his
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  Speaker 1: sense of inward smart such smart may pity claim of
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  Speaker 1: any heart. Her heart, sweetheart, is of no tiger's kind.
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  Speaker 1: And yet she hears yet I know pity, find but
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  Speaker 1: more I cry less grace. She doth impart alas what
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  Speaker 1: cause is there so overthwart that nobleness itself makes thus
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  Speaker 1: unkind I much do guess, yet find no truth save
• 40:51
  Speaker 1: this that when the breath of my complaints doth touch
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  Speaker 1: those dainty doors unto the court of bliss. The heavenly
• 40:58
  Speaker 1: nature of that place is such that once come there
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  Speaker 1: the sobs of mine anoise are metamorphosed straight to tombs
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  Speaker 1: of joys. Stella Oft sees the very face of woe
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  Speaker 1: painted in my beclouded, stormy face, but cannot skill to
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  Speaker 1: pity my disgrace, not though thereof the cause herself she know, yet,
• 41:24
  Speaker 1: hearing late a fable which did show of lovers never
• 41:27
  Speaker 1: known a grievous case, pity thereof gat in her breast,
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  Speaker 1: such place that from that sea deriv'd tears spring did flow,
• 41:38
  Speaker 1: alas if fancy drawn by imaged things, though false, yet
• 41:43
  Speaker 1: with free scope, more grace doth breed than servant's rack,
• 41:47
  Speaker 1: where new doubt's honor brings. Then think, my dear, that
• 41:53
  Speaker 1: you and me do reed of lover's ruins some sad tragedy.
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  Speaker 1: I am not pity the tale of me I cursed
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  Speaker 1: thee oft. I pity now thy case blind hitting boy.
• 42:13
  Speaker 1: Since she that THEE and me rules with a beck,
• 42:16
  Speaker 1: so tyrannizeth thee that thou must want or food or
• 42:20
  Speaker 1: dwelling place, For she protest to banish thee her face,
• 42:25
  Speaker 1: her face, O love a rogue? Thou then shouldst be?
• 42:30
  Speaker 1: If love learn not alone to love and see without
• 42:33
  Speaker 1: desire to feed of further grace. Alas poor wag that
• 42:39
  Speaker 1: now a scholar art to such a schoolmistress whose lessons
• 42:42
  Speaker 1: knew thou needs must miss, and so thou needs must smart.
• 42:48
  Speaker 1: Yet dear, let me his pardon get of you, so
• 42:52
  Speaker 1: long though he from bookmeish to desire till without fuel
• 42:57
  Speaker 1: ye can make hot fire? What have I thus betrayed
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  Speaker 1: my liberty? Can those black beams such burning marks and
• 43:08
  Speaker 1: grave in my free side, Or am I born a
• 43:12
  Speaker 1: slave whose neck becomes such yoke of tyranny? Or want
• 43:17
  Speaker 1: I sense to feel my misery? Or sprite disdain of
• 43:21
  Speaker 1: such disdain to have who for long faith though daily
• 43:26
  Speaker 1: help I crave, may get no alms but scorn of
• 43:29
  Speaker 1: beggary virtue. Awake beauty, But beauty is I may, I must,
• 43:38
  Speaker 1: I can, I will I do leave following that which
• 43:42
  Speaker 1: it is gain to miss. Let her go soft, but
• 43:48
  Speaker 1: here she comes go too unkind I love you, not
• 43:54
  Speaker 1: o me that I doth make my heart give to
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  Speaker 1: my tongue the lie soul's joy bend not those morning
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  Speaker 1: stars from me. Where virtue is made strong by beauty's might.
• 44:11
  Speaker 1: Where love is chasteness, pain doth learn'd delight and humbleness
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  Speaker 1: grows one with majesty. Whatever may ensue. O, let me
• 44:21
  Speaker 1: be co partner of the riches of that sight. Let
• 44:24
  Speaker 1: not mine eyes be hell driven from that light. Oh look,
• 44:29
  Speaker 1: oh shine, O, let me die and see, for though
• 44:33
  Speaker 1: I oft myself of them, bemoan that though my heart
• 44:36
  Speaker 1: there beamy darts be gone whose cureless wounds even now
• 44:40
  Speaker 1: most freshly bleed. Yet since my death wound is already
• 44:45
  Speaker 1: got dear killer, spare not thy sweet cruel shot. A
• 44:51
  Speaker 1: kind of grace it is to kill with speed. I
• 44:58
  Speaker 1: on my horse, and love on me. Doth try our horsemanships,
• 45:03
  Speaker 1: while by strange work I prove a horseman to my horse,
• 45:07
  Speaker 1: a horse to love. And now man's wrongs in me,
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  Speaker 1: poor beast, descry the reins, wherewith my rider doth me
• 45:17
  Speaker 1: tie are humbled thoughts, which bit of reverence move curb'd
• 45:22
  Speaker 1: in with fear, but with gilt boss above of hope,
• 45:26
  Speaker 1: which makes it seem fair to the eye. The wand
• 45:30
  Speaker 1: is will thou fancy saddle art girt fast my memory,
• 45:36
  Speaker 1: And while I spur my horse, he spurs with sharp
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  Speaker 1: desire my heart. He sits me fast. However I do stir.
• 45:46
  Speaker 1: And now hath made me to his hand so right
• 45:49
  Speaker 1: that in the manage myself takes delight. Stella. The fullness
• 45:56
  Speaker 1: of my thoughts of thee cannot be stayed within my
• 45:59
  Speaker 1: panting breast, But they do swell and struggle forth of me,
• 46:05
  Speaker 1: till that in words thy figure be express'd. And yet
• 46:09
  Speaker 1: as soon as they so formed be according to my
• 46:12
  Speaker 1: Lord Love's own behest with sad eyes, aye, their weak
• 46:16
  Speaker 1: proportions see to portrait that which in this world is best,
• 46:22
  Speaker 1: so that I cannot choose but write my mind, and
• 46:25
  Speaker 1: cannot choose what put out what I write, While these
• 46:28
  Speaker 1: poor babes their death in birth do find, and now
• 46:32
  Speaker 1: my pen these lines had dash'd quite, but that they
• 46:36
  Speaker 1: stopped his fury from the same, because their forefront bear
• 46:40
  Speaker 1: sweet Stella's name. Pardon mine ears both aye, and they
• 46:48
  Speaker 1: do pray. So may your tongues still fluently proceed to
• 46:53
  Speaker 1: them that do such entertainment need. So may you still
• 46:56
  Speaker 1: have somewhat new to say on silly me, Do not
• 47:01
  Speaker 1: the burden lay of all the grave conceits your brain
• 47:04
  Speaker 1: doth breed, but find some hercules to bear instead of
• 47:08
  Speaker 1: Atlas tired your wisdom's heavenly sway for me, while you
• 47:14
  Speaker 1: discourse of courtly tides, of cunning fissures in most troubled streams,
• 47:19
  Speaker 1: of straying ways when valiant error guides. Meanwhile, my heart
• 47:25
  Speaker 1: confers with Stella's beams, and is even irked that so
• 47:29
  Speaker 1: sweet comedy by such unsuited speech should hindered be A
• 47:36
  Speaker 1: strife is grown between virtue and love, while each pretend
• 47:41
  Speaker 1: that Stella must be his, her eyes, her lips her
• 47:45
  Speaker 1: all saith love do this, since they do where his
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  Speaker 1: badge most firmly prove. But virtue, thus that title doth
• 47:54
  Speaker 1: disprove that Stella, oh dear name, that Stella is that
• 48:00
  Speaker 1: virtuous soul, sure air of heavenly bliss, not this fair
• 48:05
  Speaker 1: outside which our hearts doth move. And therefore, though her
• 48:10
  Speaker 1: beauty and her grace be Love's, indeed in Stella's self,
• 48:14
  Speaker 1: he may by no pretense claim any manner place well Love,
• 48:20
  Speaker 1: since this demur our suit will stay. Let virtue have
• 48:24
  Speaker 1: that Stella's self. Yet thus that virtue, but that body
• 48:29
  Speaker 1: grant to us in martial sports, I had my cunning tried,
• 48:36
  Speaker 1: and yet to break more staves did me address, While
• 48:40
  Speaker 1: with the people's shouts, I must confess youth, luck and praise.
• 48:45
  Speaker 1: Even filled my veins with pride. When Cupid, having me
• 48:49
  Speaker 1: his slave, descried in Mars's livery prancing in the press.
• 48:54
  Speaker 1: What now, sir fool, said he, I would no less
• 48:59
  Speaker 1: look here. I I looked, and Stella spied, who hard
• 49:04
  Speaker 1: by made a window send forth light. My heart then quaked,
• 49:09
  Speaker 1: then dazzled were mine eyes. One hand forgot to rule,
• 49:13
  Speaker 1: the other to fight, nor trumpet's sound I heard nor
• 49:17
  Speaker 1: friendly cries. My foe came on and beat the air
• 49:21
  Speaker 1: for me, till that her blush taught me my shame
• 49:25
  Speaker 1: to see because I breathe not love to every one,
• 49:32
  Speaker 1: Nor do not use set colors for to wear, nor
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  Speaker 1: nourish special locks of vowed hair, nor give each speech
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  Speaker 1: the full point of a groan. The courtly nymphs acquainted
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  Speaker 1: with the moan of them who in their lips love's standard,
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  Speaker 1: bear what he say they of me. Now I dare
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  Speaker 1: swear he cannot love. No, no, let him alone and
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  Speaker 1: think so still so stella, no my mind profess. Indeed
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  Speaker 1: I do not Cupid's art, But you fair maids, at
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  Speaker 1: length this true shall find that his right badge is worn.
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  Speaker 1: But in the heart, dumb swans, not chattering pies, do
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  Speaker 1: lovers prove they love? Indeed, who quake to say they
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  Speaker 1: love muses? I oft invoked your whold aid with choicest
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  Speaker 1: flowers my speech TN. Garland, so that it despised in
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  Speaker 1: true by naked show, might win some grace in your
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  Speaker 1: sweet grace array'd and oft whole troops of saddest words.
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  Speaker 1: I stay'd striving abroad a forging to go until by
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  Speaker 1: your inspiring I might know how their black banner might
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  Speaker 1: be best display'd. But now I mean no more your
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  Speaker 1: help to try, nor other sugaring of my speech to prove,
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  Speaker 1: but on her name incessantly to cry for Let me
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  Speaker 1: but name her, whom I do love so sweet sounds
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  Speaker 1: straight mine ear and heart to hit, that I well
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  Speaker 1: find no eloquence like it. Fie, school of patience, Fie,
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  Speaker 1: your lesson is far far too long to learn it
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  Speaker 1: without book. What a whole week without one piece of
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  Speaker 1: look and think? I should not your large precepts miss
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  Speaker 1: When I might read those letters fair of bliss, which
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  Speaker 1: in her face teach virtue, I could brook somewhat by
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  Speaker 1: leaden counsels which I took as of a friend that
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  Speaker 1: meant not much amiss. But now that I alas do
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  Speaker 1: want her sight, what dost thou think that I can
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  Speaker 1: ever take in thy cold stuff, a phlegmatic delight, no patience.
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  Speaker 1: If thou wilt my good, then make her come, and
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  Speaker 1: here with patience my desire, And then with patience bid
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  Speaker 1: me bear my fire woe, having made with many fights
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  Speaker 1: his own, each sense of mine, each gift, each power
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  Speaker 1: of mind, grown now his slaves. He forced them out
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  Speaker 1: to find the thoroughest words fit for woe's self to groan,
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  Speaker 1: hoping that when they might find Stella alone, before she
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  Speaker 1: could prepare to be unkind, her soul armed, but with
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  Speaker 1: such a dainty rind should soon be pierced with sharpness
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  Speaker 1: of the moan. She heard my plaints, and did not
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  Speaker 1: only hear, but them so sweet, as she most sweetly sang,
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  Speaker 1: with that fair breast, making woe's darkness clear a pretty case.
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  Speaker 1: I hoped her to bring to feel my griefs, and she,
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  Speaker 1: with face and voice so sweet my pains, that my
• 52:54
  Speaker 1: pains me rejoice. Doubt there hath been when with his
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  Speaker 1: golden chain the orator so far men's hearts doth bind
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  Speaker 1: that no place else there guided steps can find. But
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  Speaker 1: as he them more short or slack doth reign, whether
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  Speaker 1: with words this sovereignty he gain clothed with fine tropes,
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  Speaker 1: with strongest reasons, lined or else pronouncing grace, where with
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  Speaker 1: his mind prints his own lively form in rudest brain.
• 53:29
  Speaker 1: Now judge by this in piercing phrases, late the anatomy
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  Speaker 1: of all my woes, I rpe Stella's sweet breath the
• 53:38
  Speaker 1: same to me, did read, oh voice, oh face, maugre
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  Speaker 1: my speeches might which wooed woe most ravishing delight, even
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  Speaker 1: those sad words, Even in sad me did breed dear,
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  Speaker 1: Why make you more of a dog than me? If
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  Speaker 1: he do love, I burn, I burn in love. If
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  Speaker 1: he wait well, I never thence would move if he
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  Speaker 1: be fair. Yet, but a dog can be little. He
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  Speaker 1: is so little worth is he? He barks my songs
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  Speaker 1: thine own voice oft doth prove bidden. Perhaps he fetcheth
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  Speaker 1: thee a glove. But I unbid fetch even my soul
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  Speaker 1: to thee. Yet while I languish him, that bosom clips
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  Speaker 1: that lap doth lap nay lets in spite of spite,
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  Speaker 1: this sour breathed mate, taste of those sugared lips alas.
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  Speaker 1: If you grant only such delight to witless things, then love,
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  Speaker 1: I hope, since wit becomes a clog, will soon ease
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  Speaker 1: me of it. When my good angel guides me to
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  Speaker 1: the place where all my good I do in stella,
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  Speaker 1: see that heaven of joys throws only down on me
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  Speaker 1: thundered disdains and lightnings of disgrace. But when the ruggest
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  Speaker 1: step of fortune's race makes me fall from her sight.
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  Speaker 1: Then sweetly she, with words wherein the muse's treasures be
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  Speaker 1: shows love and pity to my absent case. Now I
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  Speaker 1: wit beaten long by hardest fate, so dull am that
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  Speaker 1: I cannot look into the ground of this fierce love
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  Speaker 1: and lovely hate. Then some good body tell me how
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  Speaker 1: I do whose presence absence absence, presence is blissed in
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  Speaker 1: my curse, and cursed in my bliss. End of Part two,
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  Speaker 1: Part three of Astrophil and Stella. This is a LibriVox recording.
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  Speaker 1: All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more
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  Speaker 1: by Elizabeth Klett. Astrophel and Stella by Sir Philip Sidney,
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  Speaker 1: Part three, Sonnets sixty one to eighty four, oft with
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  Speaker 1: true sighs, oft with uncalled tears, now with slow words,
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  Speaker 1: now with dumb eloquence. Aye, Stella's eyes assail invade her ears.
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  Speaker 1: But this at last is her sweet breathed defense, that who,
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  Speaker 1: indeed in felt affection, bears so captives to his saint
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  Speaker 1: both soul and sense, that wholly hers all selfness he forbears,
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  Speaker 1: thence his desires, he learns his life's course. Thence now,
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  Speaker 1: since her chaste mind hates this love in me with
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  Speaker 1: chastened mind, I straight must show that she shall quickly
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  Speaker 1: me from what she hates. Remove, O, doctor Cupid, thou
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  Speaker 1: for me reply driven else to grant by angel's sophistry,
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  Speaker 1: that I love not without I leave to love, late,
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  Speaker 1: tired with woe, even ready for to pine with rage
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  Speaker 1: of love, I call'd my love unkind. She is, whose
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  Speaker 1: eyes love, though unfelt, doth shine sweet, said that I
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  Speaker 1: true love in her should find I joyed but straight.
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  Speaker 1: Thus water'd was my wine. That love she did, but
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  Speaker 1: lov'd a love not blind mind, which would not let
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  Speaker 1: me whom she loved, decline from nobler course fit for
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  Speaker 1: my birth and mind. And therefore by her love's authority
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  Speaker 1: willed me these tempests of vain love to flee and
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  Speaker 1: anchor fast myself on virtues shore alas if this the
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  Speaker 1: only metal be of love. New coin'd to help my
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  Speaker 1: beggary dear love me, not that you may love me more, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: grammar rules, Oh now your virtues show so children still
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  Speaker 1: read you with awful eyes. As my young dove, may
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  Speaker 1: in your precepts wise her grant to me by her
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  Speaker 1: own virtue. Know for late, with heart most high, with
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  Speaker 1: eyes most low, I craved the thing whichever she denies.
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  Speaker 1: She lightning love, displaying Venus's skies, lest once should not
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  Speaker 1: be heard, twice said no, no sing, Then, my muse,
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  Speaker 1: now I O paean sing Heaven's envy, not at my
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  Speaker 1: high triumphing, But Grammar's force with sweet success confirm for
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  Speaker 1: Grammar says O, this dear stella way for Grammar says
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  Speaker 1: to Grammar, who says, nay that in one speech two
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  Speaker 1: negatives affirm doubt you to whom my muse these notes intendeth,
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  Speaker 1: which now my breast or charg'd to music, lendeth to you.
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  Speaker 1: To you, all song of praise is due only in you,
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  Speaker 1: My song begins and endeth. Who hath the eyes which
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  Speaker 1: marry state with pleasure? Who keeps the key of nature's
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  Speaker 1: chiefest trend measure to you, to you, all song of
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  Speaker 1: praise is due only for you, the heaven forget all measure.
• 1:00:09
  Speaker 1: Who hath the lips where wit in fairness reigneth, who
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  Speaker 1: womankind at once both decks and staineth to you. To you,
• 1:00:19
  Speaker 1: all song of praise is due only by you. Cupid,
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  Speaker 1: his crown maintaineth. Who hath the feet whose step all
• 1:00:29
  Speaker 1: sweetness planteth? Who else for whom fame worthy trumpets wanteth
• 1:00:35
  Speaker 1: to you? To you, all song of praise is due
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  Speaker 1: only to you. Her scepter venus granteth. Who hath the
• 1:00:44
  Speaker 1: breast whose milk doth passions nourish, Whose grace is such
• 1:00:49
  Speaker 1: that when it chides doth cherish to you? To you,
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  Speaker 1: all song of praise is due only through you. The
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  Speaker 1: tree of life doth flourish. Who who hath the hand which,
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  Speaker 1: without stroke subdueth, whose long dead beauty with increase reneweth
• 1:01:06
  Speaker 1: to you. To you, all song of praise is due
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  Speaker 1: only to you. All envy hopeless rueth. Who hath the
• 1:01:16
  Speaker 1: hair which loosest fastest tieth who makes a man live,
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  Speaker 1: then glad when he dieth to you? To you, all
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  Speaker 1: song of praise is due only of you. The flatterer
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  Speaker 1: never lieth. Who hath the voice which soul from senses thunders,
• 1:01:36
  Speaker 1: Whose force but yours the bolts of beauty thunders to you.
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  Speaker 1: To you, all song of praise is due only with
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  Speaker 1: you are miracles not wonders doubt you to whom I
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  Speaker 1: muse these notes intendeth, which now my breast o'er chargeed
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  Speaker 1: to music, lendeth to you. To you, all song of
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  Speaker 1: praise is due only in you. My song begins and
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  Speaker 1: endeth no more, my dear, No more these counsels try,
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  Speaker 1: oh give my passions, leave to run their race. Let
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  Speaker 1: fortune lay on me her worst disgrace. Let folk o'er
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  Speaker 1: charg'd with brain against me. Cry. Let clouds be dim
• 1:02:25
  Speaker 1: my face, break in mine eye. Let me no steps
• 1:02:28
  Speaker 1: but of lost labor trace. Let all the earth with
• 1:02:32
  Speaker 1: scorn recount my case. But do not will me from
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  Speaker 1: my love to fly. I do not envy Aristotle's wit,
• 1:02:41
  Speaker 1: nor do aspire to Caesar's bleeding fame, nor aught do
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  Speaker 1: care though some above me sit, nor hope, nor wish
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  Speaker 1: another course to frame, but that which once may win
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  Speaker 1: thy cruel heart. Thou art my wit, and thou my
• 1:02:59
  Speaker 1: virtue are art love. By sure proof I may call
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  Speaker 1: thee unkind that givest no better ear to my just
• 1:03:09
  Speaker 1: cries Thou whom to me such my good turns should
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  Speaker 1: bind as I may well recount, but none can prize
• 1:03:18
  Speaker 1: for when naked boy thou couldst no harbor find in
• 1:03:22
  Speaker 1: this old world, grown now so too too wise, I
• 1:03:27
  Speaker 1: lodg'd THEE in my heart, and being blind by nature born,
• 1:03:32
  Speaker 1: I gave to THEE mine eyes, mine eyes, my light,
• 1:03:36
  Speaker 1: my heart, my life. Alas if so great services may
• 1:03:41
  Speaker 1: scorn it be, Yet let this thought, thy tigrish courage pass,
• 1:03:47
  Speaker 1: that I perhaps am somewhat kin to THEE. Since in
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  Speaker 1: thine arms, if learned fame, truth hath spread. Thou bearest
• 1:03:56
  Speaker 1: the arrow, I the arrow head. And do I see
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  Speaker 1: some cause a hope to feed? Or doth the tedious
• 1:04:07
  Speaker 1: burden of long woe? In weaken'd minds, quick apprehension breed
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  Speaker 1: of every image which may comfort show. I cannot brag
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  Speaker 1: of word, much less of deed. Fortune weels still with
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  Speaker 1: me in one sort. Slow, my wealth no more and
• 1:04:25
  Speaker 1: no wit less. My need desire still on the stilts
• 1:04:30
  Speaker 1: of fear, doth go. And yet amid all fears, a
• 1:04:35
  Speaker 1: hope there is stolen to my heart. Since last fair
• 1:04:39
  Speaker 1: night nay day, Stella's eyes sent to me the beams
• 1:04:45
  Speaker 1: of bliss looking on me while I look'd other way.
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  Speaker 1: But when mine eyes back to their heaven did move,
• 1:04:53
  Speaker 1: they fled with blush, which guilty seem'd of love? Hope
• 1:05:03
  Speaker 1: art thou true? Or dost thou flatter me? Doth stella
• 1:05:08
  Speaker 1: now begin with piteous eye, the ruins of her conquest
• 1:05:11
  Speaker 1: to a spy. Will she take time before all ract be?
• 1:05:17
  Speaker 1: Her eye's speech is translated thus by thee, But fail'st
• 1:05:22
  Speaker 1: thou not in phrase, so heavenly high, look on again
• 1:05:26
  Speaker 1: the fair text. Better try what blushing notes. Dost thou
• 1:05:31
  Speaker 1: in margin, see what sighs stolen out or kill'd before
• 1:05:35
  Speaker 1: full born? Hast thou found such and such like arguments?
• 1:05:41
  Speaker 1: Or art thou else to comfort me? For sworn? Well?
• 1:05:46
  Speaker 1: How so thou interpret the contents? I am resolved thy
• 1:05:50
  Speaker 1: error to maintain, rather than by more truth to get
• 1:05:54
  Speaker 1: more pain? Stella, the only lanet of my light, light
• 1:06:02
  Speaker 1: of my life, and life of my desire, Chief good,
• 1:06:06
  Speaker 1: Where to my hope doth only aspire world of my
• 1:06:10
  Speaker 1: wealth and heaven of my delight. Why dost thou spend
• 1:06:14
  Speaker 1: the treasure of thy sprite with voice more fit to
• 1:06:18
  Speaker 1: wed Amphion's lyre, seeking to quench in me the noble
• 1:06:22
  Speaker 1: fire fed by thy worth and kindled by thy sight,
• 1:06:27
  Speaker 1: and all in vain. For while thy breath most sweet,
• 1:06:31
  Speaker 1: with choicest words, thy words, with reasons rare, thy reasons
• 1:06:35
  Speaker 1: firmly set on Virtue's feet labor to kill in me
• 1:06:39
  Speaker 1: this killing care, Oh think I then what paradise of joy?
• 1:06:46
  Speaker 1: It is so fair of virtue to enjoy? O? Joy
• 1:06:54
  Speaker 1: too high for my low style to show, Oh, bliss
• 1:06:58
  Speaker 1: fit for a noblers state than me. Envy. Put out
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  Speaker 1: thine eyes lest thou do see what oceans of delight
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  Speaker 1: in me do flow? My friend that oft saw through
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  Speaker 1: all masks my woe, come, Come and let me pour
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  Speaker 1: myself on thee. Gone is the winter of my misery.
• 1:07:19
  Speaker 1: My spring appears. O see what here doth grow? For
• 1:07:24
  Speaker 1: Stella hath with words, where faith doth shine of her
• 1:07:28
  Speaker 1: high heart given me the monarchy? Ay I, oh, I
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  Speaker 1: may say that she is mine, and though she give
• 1:07:37
  Speaker 1: but thus conditionally this realm of bliss, while virtuous course
• 1:07:41
  Speaker 1: I take no kings be crown'd, but they some covenants
• 1:07:47
  Speaker 1: make My muse may well grudge at my heavenly joy.
• 1:07:54
  Speaker 1: If still I force her in sad rhymes to creep,
• 1:07:58
  Speaker 1: she oft hath drunk. My tea now hopes to enjoy
• 1:08:02
  Speaker 1: nectar of mirth. Since I Jove's cup, Do keep sonnets,
• 1:08:07
  Speaker 1: be not bound prentice to annoy. Trebles sing high as
• 1:08:11
  Speaker 1: well as bases deep grief. But love's winter livery is
• 1:08:16
  Speaker 1: the boy hath cheeks to smile as well as eyes
• 1:08:19
  Speaker 1: to weep. Come, then, my muse, show thou height of
• 1:08:24
  Speaker 1: delight in well raised notes, My pen the best it
• 1:08:28
  Speaker 1: may shall paint out joy, though button black and white cease,
• 1:08:33
  Speaker 1: eager muse, peace, pen for my sake. Stay, I give
• 1:08:38
  Speaker 1: you here my hand for truth of this wise silence
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  Speaker 1: is best music unto bliss. Who will, in fairest book
• 1:08:50
  Speaker 1: of nature know how virtue may best lodged in beauty?
• 1:08:54
  Speaker 1: Be Let him but learn of love, to read in
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  Speaker 1: thee stella those fair lines which true goodness show. There
• 1:09:02
  Speaker 1: shall he find all vices overthrow, not by rude force,
• 1:09:07
  Speaker 1: but sweetest sovereignty of reason, from whose light those night
• 1:09:12
  Speaker 1: birds flee that inward sun. In thine eyes shineth so
• 1:09:17
  Speaker 1: and no content to be Perfection's e'er thyself dost strive
• 1:09:21
  Speaker 1: all minds that way to move who mark in thee
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  Speaker 1: what is in thee most fair? So while thy beauty
• 1:09:28
  Speaker 1: draws the heart to love as fast thy virtue bends
• 1:09:32
  Speaker 1: that love to good. But ah desire still cries, give
• 1:09:38
  Speaker 1: me some food. Desire, though thou, my old companion, art
• 1:09:47
  Speaker 1: and oft so clings to my pure love, that I
• 1:09:51
  Speaker 1: one from the other scarcely can descry, while each doth
• 1:09:55
  Speaker 1: blow the fire of my heart. Now from thy fellowship
• 1:09:59
  Speaker 1: I need must part. Venus is taught with Dian's wings
• 1:10:03
  Speaker 1: to fly. I must no more in thy sweet passions
• 1:10:07
  Speaker 1: lie virtue's gold. Now must head my cupid's dart service,
• 1:10:12
  Speaker 1: and honor wonder with delight, fear to offend, will worthy
• 1:10:17
  Speaker 1: to appear, care shining in mine eyes, faith in my sprite.
• 1:10:22
  Speaker 1: These things are left me by my only dear, but
• 1:10:27
  Speaker 1: thou desire, because thou wouldst have all now banished art.
• 1:10:33
  Speaker 1: But yet alas, how shall have I caught my heavenly
• 1:10:41
  Speaker 1: jewel teaching sleep most fair to be? Now? Will I
• 1:10:46
  Speaker 1: teach her that she, when she wakes, is too too cruel?
• 1:10:52
  Speaker 1: Since sweet sleep her eyes hath charm'd the two only
• 1:10:56
  Speaker 1: darts of love? Now? Will I, with that boy proof
• 1:11:00
  Speaker 1: move some play while he is disarmed? Her tongue waking
• 1:11:05
  Speaker 1: still refuseth giving frankly niggard. No, Now will I attempt
• 1:11:11
  Speaker 1: to know what know her tongue sleeping useth see the
• 1:11:17
  Speaker 1: hand which waking guardeth, sleeping grants a free resort. Now
• 1:11:23
  Speaker 1: will I invade the fort cowards love with loss rewardeth?
• 1:11:29
  Speaker 1: But oh fool, think of the danger of her just
• 1:11:33
  Speaker 1: and high disdain. Now will I alas refrain? Love fears
• 1:11:39
  Speaker 1: nothing else but anger? Yet those lips so sweetly swelling
• 1:11:45
  Speaker 1: to invite a stealing kiss? Now will I but venture this?
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  Speaker 1: Who will read? Must first learn spelling? Oh sweet kiss?
• 1:11:58
  Speaker 1: But ah, she is waking, lowering beauty chastens me. Now
• 1:12:03
  Speaker 1: will I away? Hence flee fool more fool for no
• 1:12:09
  Speaker 1: more taking love? Still a boy and oft a wanton
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  Speaker 1: is school'd only by his mother's tender eye. What wonder
• 1:12:22
  Speaker 1: then if he his lesson miss? When for so soft
• 1:12:26
  Speaker 1: a rod, dear play he try? And yet, my star,
• 1:12:30
  Speaker 1: because a sugar'd kiss in sport, I suck'd while she asleep?
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  Speaker 1: Did lie doth lour, nay chide, nay threat for only
• 1:12:40
  Speaker 1: this sweet It was saucy love, not humble. Aye, But
• 1:12:47
  Speaker 1: no skeuse serves She makes her wrath appear in Beauty's throne.
• 1:12:52
  Speaker 1: See now, who dares come near those scarlet judges threatening
• 1:12:56
  Speaker 1: bloody pain O heavenly fool thy, most kiss worthy face,
• 1:13:02
  Speaker 1: Anger invests with such a lovely grace that Anger's self
• 1:13:07
  Speaker 1: I needs must kiss again. I never drank of agonippy well,
• 1:13:17
  Speaker 1: nor ever did in shade of tempey set and muses
• 1:13:21
  Speaker 1: scorn with vulgar brains to swell poor layman ay for
• 1:13:25
  Speaker 1: sacred rights unfit some do I hear of poet's fury.
• 1:13:30
  Speaker 1: Tell but God, what what not? What they mean by it?
• 1:13:35
  Speaker 1: And this I swear, by blackest brook of hell. I
• 1:13:39
  Speaker 1: am no pick purse of another's wit? How falle it?
• 1:13:43
  Speaker 1: Then that with so smooth an ease my thoughts I speak,
• 1:13:47
  Speaker 1: and what I speak doth flow in verse, and that
• 1:13:50
  Speaker 1: my verse best wits doth please guess we the cause?
• 1:13:56
  Speaker 1: What is it thus fine? Know? Or so much less?
• 1:14:04
  Speaker 1: How then? Sure? Thus it is My lips are sweet,
• 1:14:11
  Speaker 1: inspired with Stella's kiss of all the kings that ever
• 1:14:18
  Speaker 1: here did reign Edward named forth as first in praise.
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  Speaker 1: I name not for his fair outside nor well lined brain,
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  Speaker 1: although less gifts imp feathers oft on fame, nor that
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  Speaker 1: he could young, wise, wise valiant frame his sire's revenge
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  Speaker 1: joined with the kingdom's gain and gained by Mars could
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  Speaker 1: yet mad Mars so tame that balance weighed what Sowre
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  Speaker 1: did late obtain, nor that he made the flower de
• 1:14:49
  Speaker 1: Louce so frayed, though strongly hedged of bloody lion's paws,
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  Speaker 1: that witty lewis to him a tribute paid. Nor this,
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  Speaker 1: nor that, nor any such small cause. But only for
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  Speaker 1: this worthy night, Durst prove to lose his crown rather
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  Speaker 1: than fail his love. She comes and straight therewith her
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  Speaker 1: shining twins do move their rays to me, who, in
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  Speaker 1: her tedious absence, lay benighted in cold woe, but now
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  Speaker 1: appears my day the only light of joy, the only
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  Speaker 1: warmth of love. She comes with light and warmth, which,
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  Speaker 1: like Auror, approve of gentle force, so that mine eyes
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  Speaker 1: dare gladly play with such a rosy morn, whose beams
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  Speaker 1: most freshly gay scorch not. But only do dark chilling
• 1:15:46
  Speaker 1: sprites remove. But lo, while I do speak, it groweth
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  Speaker 1: noon with me. Her flamy, glistring lights increase with time
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  Speaker 1: and place. My heart cries, ah, it burns mine eyes
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  Speaker 1: now dazzled. Be No wind, no shade can cool. What
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  Speaker 1: help then, in my case, but with short breath, long looks,
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  Speaker 1: staid feet and walking head, pray that my sun go
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  Speaker 1: down with meeker beams to bed. Those looks whose beams
• 1:16:23
  Speaker 1: be joy, whose motion is delight, That face whose lecture
• 1:16:27
  Speaker 1: shows what perfect beauty is, That presence which doth give
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  Speaker 1: dark hearts a living light, That grace which Venus weeps
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  Speaker 1: that she herself doth miss, That hand which without touch
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  Speaker 1: holds more than Atlas might. Those lips which make deaths
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  Speaker 1: pay a mean price for a kiss, That skin, skin
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  Speaker 1: whose past praise hue scorns this poor term of white.
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  Speaker 1: Those words which do sublime the quintessence of bliss, That
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  Speaker 1: voice which makes the all plant himself in the ears,
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  Speaker 1: that conversation sweet, where such high comforts be as construed
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  Speaker 1: in true speech. The name of Heaven it bears, makes me,
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  Speaker 1: in my best thought and quietest judgment, see that in
• 1:17:15
  Speaker 1: no more but these I might be fully blest. Yet, ah,
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  Speaker 1: my maiden, mus doth blush to tell the rest, Oh,
• 1:17:27
  Speaker 1: how the pleasant airs of true love be infected by
• 1:17:30
  Speaker 1: those vapors which arise from out that noisome gulf, which
• 1:17:35
  Speaker 1: gaping lies between the jaws of hellish jealousy, a monster, others,
• 1:17:41
  Speaker 1: harm self, misery, beauty's plague, virtues, scourge, succor of lies,
• 1:17:47
  Speaker 1: who his own joy to his own hurt applies and
• 1:17:50
  Speaker 1: only cherish doth with injury, who since he hath by
• 1:17:54
  Speaker 1: nature's especial grace, so piercing pause as spoil when they
• 1:17:59
  Speaker 1: embrace it, so nimble feet as stir still though on thorns,
• 1:18:03
  Speaker 1: So many eyes I seeking their own woe, so ample
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  Speaker 1: ears as never good news. Know? Is it not evil
• 1:18:10
  Speaker 1: that such a devil want horns? Sweet kiss thy sweets,
• 1:18:18
  Speaker 1: I fain would sweetly indict, Which even of sweetness, sweetest
• 1:18:23
  Speaker 1: sweetener are pleasingest consort where each sense holds apart, Which
• 1:18:29
  Speaker 1: coupling doves guides Venus's chariot, right best charge and bravest
• 1:18:35
  Speaker 1: retreat in Cupid's fight, a double key, which opens to
• 1:18:38
  Speaker 1: the heart most rich when most his riches it impart
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  Speaker 1: nest of young Joy's schoolmaster of delight, teaching the mien
• 1:18:47
  Speaker 1: at once to take and give the friendly fray, where
• 1:18:51
  Speaker 1: blows doth wound and heal the pretty death, while each
• 1:18:55
  Speaker 1: in other live poor Hope's first wealth, hostage of promised wind,
• 1:19:00
  Speaker 1: breakfast of love, but lo lo where she is cease
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  Speaker 1: we to praise. Now pray we for a kiss, sweet
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  Speaker 1: swelling lip, Well may'st thou swell in pride, since best
• 1:19:18
  Speaker 1: wits thinketh wit thee to admire Nature's praise, virtues stall
• 1:19:23
  Speaker 1: Cupid's cold fire. Whence words not words, but heavenly graces
• 1:19:29
  Speaker 1: slide the new parnassus, where the muses bide, sweetener of music,
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  Speaker 1: wisdom's beautifire, breather of life, and fastener of desire, where
• 1:19:40
  Speaker 1: beauty's blush in honor's grain is dyed. Thus much my
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  Speaker 1: heart compell'd my mouth to say. But now spite of
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  Speaker 1: my heart, my mouth will stay loathing all lies, doubting
• 1:19:52
  Speaker 1: this flattery is, and no spur can his rusty race
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  Speaker 1: renew without how far this praise is short of you,
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  Speaker 1: Sweet lip, You teach my mouth with one sweet kiss.
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  Speaker 1: O kiss which dost those ruddy gems impart or gems
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  Speaker 1: or fruits of new found paradise, breathing all bliss and
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  Speaker 1: sweetening to the heart, teaching dumb lips a nobler exercise,
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  Speaker 1: O kiss which souls even souls together ties by links
• 1:20:28
  Speaker 1: of love and only Nature's art. How fain would I
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  Speaker 1: paint thee to all men's eyes, or of thy gifts
• 1:20:36
  Speaker 1: at least shade out some part. But she forbids with
• 1:20:40
  Speaker 1: blushing words. She says, she builds her fame on higher
• 1:20:44
  Speaker 1: seated praise. But my heart burns. I cannot silent be then,
• 1:20:50
  Speaker 1: since dear life, you fain would have me peace, and
• 1:20:54
  Speaker 1: I mad with delight, want wit to cease. Stop you
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  Speaker 1: my mouth with still still kissing me. Nymph of the
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  Speaker 1: garden where all beauties be, beauties which do in excellency
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  Speaker 1: pass his who till death looked in a wat'ry glass,
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  Speaker 1: or hers whom naked the Trojan boy did see, sweet garden,
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  Speaker 1: Nymph which keeps the cherry tree, whose fruit doth far
• 1:21:24
  Speaker 1: this Perian tastes surpass most sweet, fair, most fair sweet,
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  Speaker 1: do not alas from coming near those cherries, banish me,
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  Speaker 1: for though full of desire, empty of wit, admitted late
• 1:21:38
  Speaker 1: by your best graced grace, I caught at one of
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  Speaker 1: them a hungry bit. Pardon that fault once more, grant
• 1:21:47
  Speaker 1: me the place, and I do swear e'en by the
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  Speaker 1: same delight I will but kiss. I never more will bite.
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  Speaker 1: Good brother, Philip, I have borne you long I was
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  Speaker 1: content you should in favor creep, while craftily you seemed
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  Speaker 1: your cut to keep, as though that fair soft hand
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  Speaker 1: did you great wrong. I bear with envy, yet I
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  Speaker 1: bear your song when in her neck you did love
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  Speaker 1: ditty's peep, nay more fool iye oft suffer'd you to
• 1:22:22
  Speaker 1: sleep in lily's nest, where love's self lies long? What
• 1:22:27
  Speaker 1: doth high place ambitious thoughts? Augment is sauciness reward of courtesy.
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  Speaker 1: Cannot such grace your silly self content, But you must
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  Speaker 1: needs with those lips billing be, and through those lips
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  Speaker 1: drink nectar from that tongue. Leave that sir phip lest
• 1:22:46
  Speaker 1: off your neck be wrung. If orpheus voice had forced
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  Speaker 1: to breathe such music's love through pores of senseless trees,
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  Speaker 1: as it could make them move, If stones good measure
• 1:23:02
  Speaker 1: danced the theban walls to build to cadence of the tunes,
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  Speaker 1: which amphians liar did yield more cause alike effect, at
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  Speaker 1: leastwise bringeth oh stones o trees learning hearing stella singeth
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  Speaker 1: if love might sweeten so a boy of shepherd brood
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  Speaker 1: to make a lizard dull to taste love's dainty food
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  Speaker 1: if eagle fierce could so in Grecian made delight, as
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  Speaker 1: his light was her eyes. Her death, his endless night
• 1:23:33
  Speaker 1: earth gave that love heaven. I trow love refineth O beasts,
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  Speaker 1: O birds look love lo stella shineth the birds, beasts, stones,
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  Speaker 1: and trees feel this and feeling love. And if the
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  Speaker 1: trees nor stones stir not the same, to prove, nor
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  Speaker 1: beasts nor birds do come into this blessed gaze. Know
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  Speaker 1: that small all love is quick, and great love doth amaze.
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  Speaker 1: They are amazed, but you with reason armed, O eyes,
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  Speaker 1: O ears of men, how are you charmed highway? Since you,
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  Speaker 1: my chief Parnassus be, And that my muse to some
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  Speaker 1: ears not unsweet tempers her words to trampling horses feet
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  Speaker 1: more oft than to a chamber melody. Now blessed you
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  Speaker 1: bear onward, blessed me to her where I my heart
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  Speaker 1: safely as shall meet my muse. And I must you,
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  Speaker 1: of duty greet with thanks and wishes, wishing thankfully be
• 1:24:41
  Speaker 1: you still fair, honored by public heed, by no encroachment,
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  Speaker 1: wronged nor time forgot, nor blamed for blood, nor shamed
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  Speaker 1: for sinful deed. And that you know I envy you
• 1:24:54
  Speaker 1: no lot of highest wish. I wish you so much
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  Speaker 1: bliss hundreds of years you Stella's feet may kiss. End
• 1:25:07
  Speaker 1: of Part three, Part four of Asterphil and Stella. This
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  Speaker 1: LibriVox dot org. Recording by Elisabeth Klett. Asterphil and Stella
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  Speaker 1: by Sir Philip Sidney, Part four, Sonnets eighty five to ninety.
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  Speaker 1: I see the house my heart thyself contain, beware full sails, drown,
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  Speaker 1: not thy tottering barge less joy by nature, apt sprites
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  Speaker 1: to enlarge thee to thy rack beyond thy limits. Strain,
• 1:26:03
  Speaker 1: Nor do like lords whose weak, confused brain not pointing
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  Speaker 1: to fit. Folks each under charge, while every office themselves
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  Speaker 1: will discharge with doing all leave nothing done but pain,
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  Speaker 1: But give apt servants their due place. Let eyes see
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  Speaker 1: beauty's total sum summed in her face. Let ears hear
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  Speaker 1: speech which wit to wonder ties. Let breath suck up
• 1:26:32
  Speaker 1: those sweets. Let arms embrace the globe of weeal lips
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  Speaker 1: Love's indentures. Make thou but of all the kingly tribute
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  Speaker 1: take only joy. Now here you are fit to hear
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  Speaker 1: and ease my care. Let my whispering voice obtain sweet
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  Speaker 1: reward for sharpest pain. Take me to THEE and THEE
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  Speaker 1: to me. No, no, no, no, my dear, Let be
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  Speaker 1: night hath clos'd all in her cloak, twinkling stars. Love
• 1:27:12
  Speaker 1: thoughts provoke danger. Hence good care doth keep jealousy itself
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  Speaker 1: doth sleep. Take me to THEE and THEE to me. No, no, no, no,
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  Speaker 1: my dear, let be better place. No wit can find
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  Speaker 1: cupid's yoke to loose or bind these sweet flowers on
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  Speaker 1: fine bed too. Us in their best language, woo. Take
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  Speaker 1: me to THEE and THEE to me. No, no, no, no,
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  Speaker 1: my dear. Let be this small light the moon bestows
• 1:27:52
  Speaker 1: serves thy beams. But to disclose, so to raise my
• 1:27:56
  Speaker 1: hap more high fear naught else none can us spy.
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  Speaker 1: Take me to THEE and THEE to me. No no, no, no,
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  Speaker 1: my dear, Let be that you heard was but a mouse.
• 1:28:12
  Speaker 1: Dumb sleep holdeth all the house. Yet asleep, methinks, they say,
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  Speaker 1: young folks, take time while you may. Take me to
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  Speaker 1: THEE and THEE to me. No, no, no, no, my dear,
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  Speaker 1: let be niggard time threats if we miss this large
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  Speaker 1: offer of our bliss. Long stay ere he grant the same.
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  Speaker 1: Sweet Then, while each thing doth frame, take me to
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  Speaker 1: THEE and THEE to me. No, no, no, no, my dear,
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  Speaker 1: Let be your fair mother is a bed, candles out
• 1:28:53
  Speaker 1: and curtains spread. She thinks you do letters, write, write,
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  Speaker 1: But let me first and dight take me to THEE
• 1:29:02
  Speaker 1: and THEE to me. No, no, no, no, my dear,
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  Speaker 1: Let be sweet alas, why strive you thus concord better
• 1:29:14
  Speaker 1: fitteth us leave to Mars. The force of hands, your
• 1:29:18
  Speaker 1: power in your beauty stands. Take me to THEE and
• 1:29:22
  Speaker 1: THEE to me. No, no, no, no, my dear, Let
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  Speaker 1: be woe to me. And do you swear me to hate?
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  Speaker 1: But I forbear curse. It be my destinies, all that
• 1:29:38
  Speaker 1: brought me so high to fall Soon with my death,
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  Speaker 1: I will please thee. No no, no, no, my dear,
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  Speaker 1: Let be alas whence come this change of looks? If
• 1:29:57
  Speaker 1: I have changed desert, Let mine conscience be a still
• 1:30:01
  Speaker 1: felt plague to self, condemning me. Let woe grip on
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  Speaker 1: my heart, shame load mine eye. But if all faith
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  Speaker 1: like spotless ermine lie safe in my soul, which only
• 1:30:14
  Speaker 1: doth to THEE as his sole object of felicity, with
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  Speaker 1: wings of love, in air of wonder, fly, O ease
• 1:30:22
  Speaker 1: your hand, treat not so hard your slave in justice.
• 1:30:27
  Speaker 1: Pains come not till faults do call. Or if I
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  Speaker 1: needs sweet judge, must torments have Use something else to
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  Speaker 1: chasten me withal than those blest eyes where all my
• 1:30:40
  Speaker 1: hopes do dwell. No doom should make one's heaven become
• 1:30:44
  Speaker 1: his hell. While favor fed my hope, delight with hope
• 1:30:51
  Speaker 1: was brought. Thought waited on delight, and speech did follow.
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  Speaker 1: Thought then drew my tongue and pen records unto thy glory.
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  Speaker 1: I thought all words were lost, that wert not spent
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  Speaker 1: of THEE. I thought each place was dark, but where
• 1:31:07
  Speaker 1: thy lights would be, and all ears worse than death.
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  Speaker 1: That heard not out thy story, I said, thou wert
• 1:31:15
  Speaker 1: most fair, and so indeed thou art. I said thou
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  Speaker 1: wert most sweet, sweet poisoned to my heart, I said
• 1:31:25
  Speaker 1: my soul was thine. Oh that I then had lied.
• 1:31:30
  Speaker 1: I said thine eyes were stars, thy breasts, the milk,
• 1:31:34
  Speaker 1: and way, thy fingers Cupid's shafts thy voice, the angels lay,
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  Speaker 1: and all I said so well as no man it denied.
• 1:31:45
  Speaker 1: But now that hope is lost, unkindness kills delight. Yet
• 1:31:50
  Speaker 1: thought and speech do live, though metamorphosed, quite for rage
• 1:31:55
  Speaker 1: now rules the rains which guided were by pleasure. I
• 1:32:00
  Speaker 1: think now of thy faults, who late thought of thy praise.
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  Speaker 1: That speech falls now to blame, which did thy honor
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  Speaker 1: raise the same key open can which can lock up
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  Speaker 1: a treasure. Thou, then, whom partial heavens conspired in one
• 1:32:16
  Speaker 1: to frame the proof of beauty's worth, than heretrix of fame,
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  Speaker 1: the mansion seat of bliss, and just excuse of lovers.
• 1:32:24
  Speaker 1: See now those feathers plucked, wherewith thou flewest most high,
• 1:32:30
  Speaker 1: See what clouds of reproach shall dark thy honour's sky,
• 1:32:34
  Speaker 1: whose own fault casts him down hardly high seat recovers,
• 1:32:39
  Speaker 1: And O, my muse, though oft to lulled her in
• 1:32:43
  Speaker 1: your lap, And then a heavenly child gave her Ambrosian
• 1:32:47
  Speaker 1: pap and to that brain of hers your hiddenous gifts infused.
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  Speaker 1: Since she disdaining me, doth you in me disdain suffer
• 1:32:56
  Speaker 1: not her to laugh? While both we suffer pain princes
• 1:33:01
  Speaker 1: in subjects wronged, must deem themselves abused. Your client poor
• 1:33:07
  Speaker 1: myself shall stella handle so revenge, revenge my muse, defiance, trumpet, blow, threaten,
• 1:33:17
  Speaker 1: what may be done? Yet do more than you threaten,
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  Speaker 1: and my suit grant it is I feel my breast
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  Speaker 1: doth swell now, child a lesson new you shall begin
• 1:33:28
  Speaker 1: to spell. Sweet babes must babies have, but shrewd girls
• 1:33:33
  Speaker 1: must be beaten. Think now no more to hear of warm,
• 1:33:37
  Speaker 1: fine odored snow, nor blushing lilies, nor pearl's ruby hidden row,
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  Speaker 1: nor of that golden sea whose waves and curls are broken,
• 1:33:47
  Speaker 1: But of thy soul so fraught with such ungratefulness, as
• 1:33:52
  Speaker 1: where thou soon mightst help most faith, dost most oppress ungrateful?
• 1:33:58
  Speaker 1: Who is called the worst of eve evils, is spoken
• 1:34:02
  Speaker 1: yet worse than worst. I say thou art a thief,
• 1:34:06
  Speaker 1: a thief. Now God forbid a thief, and of worst
• 1:34:11
  Speaker 1: thieves the chief thieves steal for need, and steal but
• 1:34:15
  Speaker 1: goods which pain recovers. But thou rich in all joys,
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  Speaker 1: dost rob my joys from me, which cannot be restored
• 1:34:24
  Speaker 1: by time, nor industry of foes. The spoil is evil
• 1:34:28
  Speaker 1: far worse of constant lovers. Yet gentle English thieves do
• 1:34:34
  Speaker 1: rob but will not slay. Thou English murdering thief, wilt
• 1:34:39
  Speaker 1: have hearts for thy pray. The name of Mrger now
• 1:34:42
  Speaker 1: on thy fair forehead sitteth. And even while I do speak,
• 1:34:45
  Speaker 1: my death wounds bleeding bee, which I protest proceed from
• 1:34:50
  Speaker 1: only cruel. Thee who may and will not save murder
• 1:34:55
  Speaker 1: in truth committeth, but murder private seems but a toy
• 1:35:02
  Speaker 1: to thee. I lay then to thy charge unjustest tyranny.
• 1:35:06
  Speaker 1: If rule by force without all claim a tyrant showeth,
• 1:35:10
  Speaker 1: for thou dost lord my heart, who am not born
• 1:35:14
  Speaker 1: thy slave, and which is worse makes me most guiltless.
• 1:35:18
  Speaker 1: Torments have a rightful prince by unright deeds, a tyrant groweth,
• 1:35:27
  Speaker 1: lo you grow proud with this, For tyrants make folk
• 1:35:32
  Speaker 1: bow of foul rebellion. Then I do appeach thee now
• 1:35:37
  Speaker 1: rebel by nature's cause, rebel by law of reason. Thou
• 1:35:42
  Speaker 1: sweetest subject, wert born in the realm of love, And
• 1:35:45
  Speaker 1: yet against thy prince, thy force dost daily prove no
• 1:35:50
  Speaker 1: virtue merits praise. Once touch'd with blot of treason, but
• 1:35:55
  Speaker 1: valiant rebels oft in fool's mouth's purchase fame. I now
• 1:36:00
  Speaker 1: then stain thy white with vagabonding shame, both rebel to
• 1:36:04
  Speaker 1: the sun and vagrant from the mother, forwearing venus badge
• 1:36:08
  Speaker 1: in every part of thee unto Diana's train, Thou run away,
• 1:36:12
  Speaker 1: didst flea who faileth one? If false though trusty to another?
• 1:36:18
  Speaker 1: What is not this enough? Nay, far worse cometh here
• 1:36:24
  Speaker 1: a witch, I say thou art, though thou so fair appear,
• 1:36:29
  Speaker 1: for I protest my sight, ne'er thy face enjoyeth. But
• 1:36:33
  Speaker 1: I in me am changed. I am alive and dead.
• 1:36:38
  Speaker 1: My feet are turn'd to roots, my heart becometh lad.
• 1:36:43
  Speaker 1: No witchcraft is so evil as which man's mind destroyeth.
• 1:36:48
  Speaker 1: Yet witches may repent. Thou art far worse than they
• 1:36:53
  Speaker 1: alas that I am forced such evil of thee to say.
• 1:36:57
  Speaker 1: I say thou art a devil, though clothed in angels shining,
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  Speaker 1: for thy face tempts my soul to leave the heaven
• 1:37:05
  Speaker 1: for thee, and thy words of refuse do pour even
• 1:37:09
  Speaker 1: hell on me? Who tempt and tempted plague are devils
• 1:37:14
  Speaker 1: in true defining you then ungrateful thief, you, murdering tyrant, you,
• 1:37:22
  Speaker 1: you rebel run away to Lord and lady, untrue you
• 1:37:26
  Speaker 1: which you devil, alas you still of me, beloved, you
• 1:37:32
  Speaker 1: see what I can say mend. Yet your froward mind
• 1:37:37
  Speaker 1: and such skill in my muse, you reconciled, shall find
• 1:37:41
  Speaker 1: that all these cruel words, your praises shall be proved.
• 1:37:49
  Speaker 1: O you that hear this voice, O you that see
• 1:37:53
  Speaker 1: this face, say whether of the choice deserves the former place?
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  Speaker 1: Fear not to judge the bate, for it is void
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  Speaker 1: of hate. This side doth beauty take? For that? Doth
• 1:38:07
  Speaker 1: music speak fit orators to make the strongest judgments weak
• 1:38:13
  Speaker 1: the bar to plead their right is only true delight?
• 1:38:19
  Speaker 1: Thus doth the voice and face. These gentle lawyers wage,
• 1:38:23
  Speaker 1: like loving brother's case for father's heritage, that each while
• 1:38:28
  Speaker 1: each contends itself to other lens for beauty beautifies with
• 1:38:34
  Speaker 1: heavenly hue and grace the heavenly harmonies, And in this
• 1:38:39
  Speaker 1: faultless face, the perfect beauties be a perfect harmony. Music
• 1:38:45
  Speaker 1: more loftly swells in speeches, nobly placed beauty as far
• 1:38:50
  Speaker 1: excels in action aptly graced a friend each party draws
• 1:38:54
  Speaker 1: to countenance his cause. Love more affected seems to beauties,
• 1:39:00
  Speaker 1: lovely light and wonder more stems of music's wondrous might.
• 1:39:05
  Speaker 1: But both to both so bent, as both in both
• 1:39:09
  Speaker 1: are spent. Music doth witness call the ear his truth
• 1:39:14
  Speaker 1: to try. Beauty brings to the hall the judgment of
• 1:39:17
  Speaker 1: the eye, both in their object, such as no exceptions
• 1:39:22
  Speaker 1: touch the common sense, which might be arbiter of this
• 1:39:28
  Speaker 1: to be forsooth upright to both sides. Partial is he
• 1:39:33
  Speaker 1: lays on this chief praise chief, praise on that he
• 1:39:37
  Speaker 1: lays the reason Princess High, whose throne is in the mind,
• 1:39:42
  Speaker 1: which music can in sky and hidden beauties, find say
• 1:39:47
  Speaker 1: whether thou wilt crown with limitless renown, whose senses, in
• 1:39:55
  Speaker 1: so evil consort their step. Dame Nature lays that ravishing
• 1:40:01
  Speaker 1: delight in them, most sweet tunes do not raise, or
• 1:40:05
  Speaker 1: if they do delight therein, yet are so cloyed with
• 1:40:09
  Speaker 1: wit as with sententious lips to set a title vain
• 1:40:12
  Speaker 1: on it. Oh, let them hear these sacred tunes, and
• 1:40:17
  Speaker 1: learn in Wonder's schools to be in things past bounds
• 1:40:20
  Speaker 1: of wit. Fools, if they be not fools who have
• 1:40:25
  Speaker 1: so leaden as as not to see sweet beauties show
• 1:40:29
  Speaker 1: or seeing. Have so wooden wits as not that worth
• 1:40:33
  Speaker 1: to know or knowing, Have so muddy minds as not
• 1:40:36
  Speaker 1: to be in love or loving, have so frothy thoughts
• 1:40:40
  Speaker 1: as easily thence to move. Oh, let them see these
• 1:40:44
  Speaker 1: heavenly beams, and in fair letters read a lesson fit
• 1:40:49
  Speaker 1: both sight and skill, love and firm love to breed.
• 1:40:54
  Speaker 1: Hear then, but then with wonder here see but adoring seen,
• 1:41:00
  Speaker 1: no mortal gifts, no earthly fruits, now here descended be
• 1:41:05
  Speaker 1: see do you see this face a face, nay image
• 1:41:10
  Speaker 1: of the skies of which the two life giving lights
• 1:41:14
  Speaker 1: are figured in her eyes? Hear you this soul invading voice,
• 1:41:18
  Speaker 1: and count it but a voice the very essence of
• 1:41:21
  Speaker 1: their tunes. When angels do rejoice in a grove most
• 1:41:28
  Speaker 1: rich of shade, where birds wanton music made may then
• 1:41:34
  Speaker 1: young his pied weeds showing new perfumed with flowers, growing
• 1:41:39
  Speaker 1: astrophill with stella sweet did for mutual comfort meet both
• 1:41:45
  Speaker 1: within themselves oppressed, but each in the other blest him.
• 1:41:50
  Speaker 1: Great harms had taught much care, her fair neck a
• 1:41:54
  Speaker 1: foul yoke bear, but her sight his cares did banish
• 1:41:59
  Speaker 1: in his her yoke did vanish wept they did, But
• 1:42:05
  Speaker 1: now betwixt sighs of woe were glad sights mixed with
• 1:42:09
  Speaker 1: arms crossed, yet testifying, restless, rest and living, dying, their
• 1:42:15
  Speaker 1: ears hungry of each word which the dear tongue would afford.
• 1:42:19
  Speaker 1: But their tongues restrained from walking till their hearts had
• 1:42:23
  Speaker 1: ended talking. But when their tongues could not speak, love
• 1:42:28
  Speaker 1: itself did silence break. Love did set his lips asunder,
• 1:42:33
  Speaker 1: Thus to speak in love and wonder. Stella, sovereign of
• 1:42:38
  Speaker 1: my joy, fair triumpher of any Stella, star of heavenly fire, Stella,
• 1:42:45
  Speaker 1: lodestone of desire, Stella, whose voice, when it speaks, senses
• 1:42:51
  Speaker 1: all asunder breaks. Stella, whose voice, when it singeth angels.
• 1:42:55
  Speaker 1: To acquaintance bringeth Stella in whose body is ritch, each
• 1:43:00
  Speaker 1: character of bliss, whose face all all beauty passeth, save
• 1:43:05
  Speaker 1: thy mind, which yet surpasseth. Grant, Oh, grant, But speech
• 1:43:12
  Speaker 1: alas fails me fearing on to pass grant, Oh me,
• 1:43:17
  Speaker 1: what am I saying? But no fault there is in
• 1:43:21
  Speaker 1: praying grant, Oh dear on knees, I pray knees on ground.
• 1:43:27
  Speaker 1: He did then stay that not I, But since I
• 1:43:30
  Speaker 1: love you, time and place for me may move you.
• 1:43:34
  Speaker 1: Never season was more fit, never room more apt for it.
• 1:43:38
  Speaker 1: Smiling air allows my reason. These birds sing now use
• 1:43:43
  Speaker 1: the season. This small wind, which so sweet is see
• 1:43:48
  Speaker 1: how it the leaves doth kiss each tree in his
• 1:43:51
  Speaker 1: best attiring sense of love to love inspiring love makes
• 1:43:56
  Speaker 1: earth the water drink. Love to earth makes water sink.
• 1:44:00
  Speaker 1: And if dumb things be so witty, shall a heavenly
• 1:44:04
  Speaker 1: grace want pity? There his hands, in their speech fain
• 1:44:09
  Speaker 1: would have made tongue's language plain, but her hands, his
• 1:44:14
  Speaker 1: hands repelling, gave repulse all grace excelling. Then she spake.
• 1:44:20
  Speaker 1: Her speech was such as not ear, but heart did touch.
• 1:44:24
  Speaker 1: While such wise she love denied, as yet love she
• 1:44:28
  Speaker 1: signified astrophil said she my love cease in these effects
• 1:44:36
  Speaker 1: to prove now be still, yet still believe me thy
• 1:44:41
  Speaker 1: grief more than death, would grieve me, if that any
• 1:44:45
  Speaker 1: thought in me can taste comfort. But of thee let
• 1:44:48
  Speaker 1: me fed with hellish anguish, joyless, hopeless, endless languish. If
• 1:44:55
  Speaker 1: those eyes you praised be half so dear as you
• 1:44:57
  Speaker 1: to me, let me home return stark, blinded. Of those
• 1:45:01
  Speaker 1: eyes and blinder minded. If to secret of my heart
• 1:45:06
  Speaker 1: I do any wish impart, where thou art not foremost placed,
• 1:45:11
  Speaker 1: be both wish and I defaced. If more may be said,
• 1:45:16
  Speaker 1: I say all my bliss in THEE I lay. If
• 1:45:21
  Speaker 1: thou love my love content THEE for all love, all
• 1:45:26
  Speaker 1: faith is meant, THEE trust me, while I THEE deny
• 1:45:32
  Speaker 1: in myself. The smart I try tyrant honor, doth thus
• 1:45:36
  Speaker 1: use THEE Stella's self might not refuse THEE. Therefore dear
• 1:45:42
  Speaker 1: this no more. Move lest though I leave not thy love,
• 1:45:46
  Speaker 1: which too deep in me is framed, I should blush
• 1:45:50
  Speaker 1: when thou art named there withal away she went, leaving
• 1:45:56
  Speaker 1: him so passion rent with what she had done, and
• 1:46:00
  Speaker 1: spoken that therewith my song is broken, Go my flock,
• 1:46:10
  Speaker 1: go get you. Hence seek a better place of feeding,
• 1:46:14
  Speaker 1: where you may have some defense from the storms in
• 1:46:17
  Speaker 1: my breast, breeding and showers from my eyes. Proceeding leave
• 1:46:22
  Speaker 1: a wretch in whom all woe can abide to keep
• 1:46:26
  Speaker 1: no measure. Merry flock such one forego unto whom mirth
• 1:46:31
  Speaker 1: is displeasure, only rich in mischief's treasure. Yet alas before
• 1:46:37
  Speaker 1: you go hear your woeful masters story, which to stones
• 1:46:41
  Speaker 1: I else would show sorrow. Only then hath glory when
• 1:46:45
  Speaker 1: tis excellently sorry. Stella fiercest shepherdess, fiercest but yet fairest ever, Stella,
• 1:46:55
  Speaker 1: whom o heavens do bless, though against me she persever
• 1:46:59
  Speaker 1: though I bliss inherit. Never Stella hath refused me. Stella,
• 1:47:05
  Speaker 1: whom more love hath proved in this cat of heart
• 1:47:08
  Speaker 1: to be than can in good use be moved toward
• 1:47:11
  Speaker 1: Lambkin's best beloved. Stella hath refused me. Astrophil, that so
• 1:47:18
  Speaker 1: well served in this pleasant spring, must see while in
• 1:47:22
  Speaker 1: pride flowers be preserved himself only winter starved. Why alas
• 1:47:28
  Speaker 1: doth she then swear that she loveth me so dearly,
• 1:47:32
  Speaker 1: seeing me so long to bear coals of love that
• 1:47:35
  Speaker 1: burned so clearly, and yet leave me helpless? Merely is
• 1:47:40
  Speaker 1: that love? Forsooth I trow if I saw my good
• 1:47:45
  Speaker 1: dog grieved and a help for him, did know my
• 1:47:48
  Speaker 1: love should not be believed, but he were by me relieved. No,
• 1:47:54
  Speaker 1: she hates me well away, feigning love somewhat to please me,
• 1:47:59
  Speaker 1: For she, if she display all her hate, death soon
• 1:48:02
  Speaker 1: would seize me, and of hideous torments ease me. Then adieu,
• 1:48:08
  Speaker 1: dear flock, Adieu. But alas if in your strain heavenly
• 1:48:14
  Speaker 1: Stella meet with you, tell her in your piteous blaying
• 1:48:19
  Speaker 1: her poor slave's unjust decaying. When I was forced from Stella, ever,
• 1:48:27
  Speaker 1: dear Stella, food of my thoughts, heart of my heart, Stella,
• 1:48:32
  Speaker 1: whose eyes make all my tempests clear by iron laws
• 1:48:36
  Speaker 1: of duty, to depart, alas I found that she with
• 1:48:41
  Speaker 1: me did smart. I saw that tears did in her
• 1:48:44
  Speaker 1: eyes appear. I saw that sighs, her sweetest lips did part,
• 1:48:49
  Speaker 1: and her sad words my saddest sense did hear for me.
• 1:48:54
  Speaker 1: I wept to see pearls scattered. So I sighed her
• 1:48:58
  Speaker 1: sighs and wailed for her, yet swam in joy. Such
• 1:49:03
  Speaker 1: love in her was seen. Thus while the fact most
• 1:49:07
  Speaker 1: bitter was to me, and nothing than the cause more
• 1:49:10
  Speaker 1: sweet could be. I had been vexed. If vexed I
• 1:49:14
  Speaker 1: had not been out traitor absence. Dareest thou counsel me
• 1:49:22
  Speaker 1: from my dear captain s to run away, because in
• 1:49:26
  Speaker 1: brave array here marched she that to win me oft
• 1:49:29
  Speaker 1: shows a present pay. Is faith so weak? Or is
• 1:49:33
  Speaker 1: such force in thee when sun is hid, can stars
• 1:49:37
  Speaker 1: such beams display, cannot Heaven's food, once felt, keep stomachs
• 1:49:43
  Speaker 1: free from base desire on earthly cates to pray tush absence.
• 1:49:49
  Speaker 1: While thy mists eclipse that light, My orphan sense flies
• 1:49:53
  Speaker 1: to thinward sight, where memory sets forth the beams of
• 1:49:56
  Speaker 1: love that where before heart loved and eyes eyes did
• 1:50:00
  Speaker 1: see in heart. Both sight and love, now coupled, be
• 1:50:05
  Speaker 1: united powers make each the stronger. Prove now that of absence,
• 1:50:13
  Speaker 1: the most irksome night, with darkest shade doth overcome my day.
• 1:50:18
  Speaker 1: Since Stella's eyes won't to give me my day, leaving
• 1:50:21
  Speaker 1: my hemisphere, leave me in night. Each day seems long
• 1:50:26
  Speaker 1: and longs for long stayed night, the night as tedious
• 1:50:31
  Speaker 1: woos the proach of day, tired with the dusty toils
• 1:50:35
  Speaker 1: of busy day, languished with horrors of the silent night,
• 1:50:39
  Speaker 1: suffering the evils both of the day and night. While
• 1:50:43
  Speaker 1: no night is more dark than is my day, nor
• 1:50:46
  Speaker 1: no day hath less quiet than my night, with such
• 1:50:50
  Speaker 1: bad mixture of my night and day, that living thus
• 1:50:54
  Speaker 1: in blackest winter night, I feel the flames of hottest
• 1:50:58
  Speaker 1: summer day. Stella think not that I, by verse seek fame,
• 1:51:07
  Speaker 1: who seek, who hope, who love, who live? But thee
• 1:51:13
  Speaker 1: thine eyes, my pride, thy lips my history. If thou
• 1:51:17
  Speaker 1: praise not all other praise is shame. Nor so ambitious
• 1:51:23
  Speaker 1: am I as to frame a nest for praise in
• 1:51:25
  Speaker 1: my young laurel tree. In truth, I swear I wish
• 1:51:30
  Speaker 1: not there should be graved in mine epitaph a poet's name.
• 1:51:34
  Speaker 1: N If I would, could I just title, make that
• 1:51:38
  Speaker 1: any laud to me thereof should grow without my plumes
• 1:51:41
  Speaker 1: from other's wings. I take for nothing from my wit
• 1:51:46
  Speaker 1: or will doth flow, since all my words, thy beauty
• 1:51:49
  Speaker 1: doth indit, and love doth hold my hand and makes
• 1:51:54
  Speaker 1: me right. An of Part four, Part five of Astrophil
• 1:52:08
  Speaker 1: and Stella. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings
• 1:52:14
  Speaker 1: are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer,
• 1:52:18
  Speaker 1: please visit LibriVox dot org. Recording by Elizabeth Klett. Astrophil
• 1:52:26
  Speaker 1: and Stella by Sir Philip Sidney, Part five, Sonnets ninety
• 1:52:31
  Speaker 1: one to one O eight Stella. While now by honour's
• 1:52:38
  Speaker 1: cruel might I am from you light of my life misled,
• 1:52:44
  Speaker 1: and that fare you, my son, thus overspread with absence
• 1:52:48
  Speaker 1: veil I live in sorrow's night. If this dark place
• 1:52:53
  Speaker 1: yet show like candle light, some beauty's piece as amber
• 1:52:58
  Speaker 1: colored head, milk, hans, rose cheeks or lips more sweet,
• 1:53:03
  Speaker 1: more red, or seeing jets black, But in blackness bright
• 1:53:08
  Speaker 1: they please. I do confess they please mine eyes? But
• 1:53:13
  Speaker 1: why because of you? They models be models, such be
• 1:53:19
  Speaker 1: wood globes of glistering skies. Dear, therefore, be not jealous
• 1:53:25
  Speaker 1: over me. If you hear that they seem my heart
• 1:53:29
  Speaker 1: to move, not them, Oh no, but you in them?
• 1:53:34
  Speaker 1: I love be your words made good, Sir of Indian War,
• 1:53:43
  Speaker 1: that you allow me them by so small rate? Or
• 1:53:47
  Speaker 1: do you cutted spartans imitate? Or do you mean my
• 1:53:51
  Speaker 1: tender ears to spare that to my questions? You so
• 1:53:54
  Speaker 1: total are? When I demand of Phoenix Stella's state, you say,
• 1:54:00
  Speaker 1: forsooth you left her well of late? How God think
• 1:54:04
  Speaker 1: you that satisfies my care? I would know whether she
• 1:54:09
  Speaker 1: did sit or walk, how clothed, how waited on sighed
• 1:54:13
  Speaker 1: she or smiled? Where off with whom? How often she
• 1:54:17
  Speaker 1: did talk with what pastime at time's journey she beguiled?
• 1:54:22
  Speaker 1: If her lips deigned to sweeten my poor name, Say all,
• 1:54:28
  Speaker 1: and all well said, still say the same, Oh, dear life,
• 1:54:36
  Speaker 1: When shall it be that mine eyes thine eyes may see,
• 1:54:40
  Speaker 1: and in them thy mind discover whether absence have had
• 1:54:45
  Speaker 1: force thy remembrance to divorce from the image of thy lover,
• 1:54:49
  Speaker 1: Or if I myself find not after parting aught forgot,
• 1:54:55
  Speaker 1: nor debarred from beauty's treasure. Let no tongue aspire to
• 1:54:59
  Speaker 1: tell in what high joys I shall dwell. Only thought
• 1:55:04
  Speaker 1: aims at the pleasure thought. Therefore I will send THEE
• 1:55:09
  Speaker 1: to take up the place for me long I will
• 1:55:12
  Speaker 1: not after tarry there unseen Thou mayst be bold those
• 1:55:16
  Speaker 1: fair wonders to behold, which in them my hopes do
• 1:55:20
  Speaker 1: carry thought. See thou no place forbear, Enter bravely everywhere,
• 1:55:27
  Speaker 1: seize on all to her belonging. But if thou wouldst guarded,
• 1:55:31
  Speaker 1: be fearing her beams, take with THEE strength of liking,
• 1:55:36
  Speaker 1: rage of longing. Think of that most grateful time when
• 1:55:41
  Speaker 1: my leaping heart will climb in her lips to have
• 1:55:44
  Speaker 1: his biding. There those roses for to kiss, which do
• 1:55:48
  Speaker 1: breath a sugard bliss, opening rubies pearls dividing. Think of
• 1:55:55
  Speaker 1: my most princely power. When I blessed, shall devour with
• 1:55:59
  Speaker 1: my greedy, licorous senses, beauty, music, sweetness, love. While she
• 1:56:06
  Speaker 1: doth against me, prove her strong darts but weak defenses. Think,
• 1:56:12
  Speaker 1: Think of those dallyings when with dove like murmurings, with glad, moaning,
• 1:56:18
  Speaker 1: past anguish, we change eyes and heart for heart, each
• 1:56:23
  Speaker 1: to other, Do impart joying till joy make us languish.
• 1:56:29
  Speaker 1: Oh my thought, my thoughts surcease, thy delights, my woes increase,
• 1:56:37
  Speaker 1: My life melts with too much thinking. Think no more,
• 1:56:43
  Speaker 1: but die in me till thou shalt revive it be
• 1:56:46
  Speaker 1: at her lips, my nectar drinking. Oh fate, oh fault,
• 1:56:55
  Speaker 1: Oh curse, child of my bliss. What sobs can and
• 1:57:00
  Speaker 1: give words grace my grief, to show what ink is
• 1:57:04
  Speaker 1: black enough to paint my woe through me? Wretch me
• 1:57:10
  Speaker 1: even stella vex'd is yet truth, if caateuf's breath may
• 1:57:15
  Speaker 1: call thee. This witness with me that my fowls, stumbling
• 1:57:20
  Speaker 1: so from carelessness, did in no manner grow but wit
• 1:57:24
  Speaker 1: confused with too much care, did miss and do I
• 1:57:28
  Speaker 1: then myself this vain scuse give I have live and
• 1:57:33
  Speaker 1: know this harm'd thee though world's quite me, Shall I
• 1:57:38
  Speaker 1: myself forgive only with pains, My pains thus eased, be
• 1:57:44
  Speaker 1: that all thy hurts in my heart's rack I read,
• 1:57:48
  Speaker 1: I cry thy sighs, my dear thy tears, I bleed grief,
• 1:57:57
  Speaker 1: find the words. For thou hast made my brain so
• 1:58:01
  Speaker 1: dark with misty vapors which arise from out thy heavy mold,
• 1:58:06
  Speaker 1: that inbent eyes can scarce discern the shape of mine
• 1:58:10
  Speaker 1: own pain? Do thou, then, for thou canst do thou
• 1:58:15
  Speaker 1: complain for my poor soul, which, now that sickness tries,
• 1:58:20
  Speaker 1: which even to sense sense of itself denies, though harbingers
• 1:58:24
  Speaker 1: of death lodge there his strain, Or if thy love
• 1:58:29
  Speaker 1: of plaint yet mine forbears as of a caitiff worthy
• 1:58:33
  Speaker 1: so to die, Yet wail thyself, and wail with causeful tears,
• 1:58:38
  Speaker 1: that though in wretchedness thy life doth lie, yet growest
• 1:58:42
  Speaker 1: more wretched than thy nature bears by being placed in
• 1:58:46
  Speaker 1: such a wretch as I yet sighs dear sighs. Indeed,
• 1:58:54
  Speaker 1: true friends you are that do not leave your least
• 1:58:57
  Speaker 1: friend at the worst, But as ye with my breast
• 1:59:01
  Speaker 1: I oft have nursed, so grateful now you wait upon
• 1:59:04
  Speaker 1: my care. Faint coward joy no longer tarry, dare seeing
• 1:59:10
  Speaker 1: hope yield. When this woe strike him first, Delight protests
• 1:59:14
  Speaker 1: he is not for the cursed, Though oft himself my
• 1:59:17
  Speaker 1: maten arms, he swear nay. Sorrow comes with such main
• 1:59:23
  Speaker 1: rage that he kills his own children tears, finding that
• 1:59:27
  Speaker 1: they by love were made apt to consort with me,
• 1:59:31
  Speaker 1: only true sighs. You do not go away, thank may
• 1:59:36
  Speaker 1: you have for such a thankful part, thank worthiest yet
• 1:59:40
  Speaker 1: when ye shall break my heart thought with good cause,
• 1:59:48
  Speaker 1: Thou likest so well the night, since kind or chance
• 1:59:52
  Speaker 1: gives both one livery, both sadly black, both blackly darkened.
• 1:59:57
  Speaker 1: Be night barred from sn thou from thy own sunlight.
• 2:00:03
  Speaker 1: Silence in both displays his sullen might, slow heaviness in
• 2:00:08
  Speaker 1: both holds one degree that full of doubts, Thou of perplexity.
• 2:00:14
  Speaker 1: Thy tears express Knight's native moisture right in both, a
• 2:00:19
  Speaker 1: mazeful solitariness. In Knight of Sprites, the ghastly powers distir
• 2:00:25
  Speaker 1: in thee or sprites or sprited ghastliness, But but alas
• 2:00:31
  Speaker 1: Knight's sighed the odds, hath fir for that at length?
• 2:00:35
  Speaker 1: Yet doth invite some rest that though still tired, yet
• 2:00:40
  Speaker 1: still durst It behest Diane, that fain would cheer her
• 2:00:48
  Speaker 1: friend the night shows her oft at the full, her
• 2:00:52
  Speaker 1: fairest race, bringing with her those starry nymphs whose chase
• 2:00:57
  Speaker 1: from heavenly standing hits each mortal wight. But Ah, poor knight,
• 2:01:03
  Speaker 1: in love with Phoebus light, and endlessly despairing of his grace,
• 2:01:07
  Speaker 1: herself to show no other joy, hath place silent and
• 2:01:11
  Speaker 1: sad in mourning weeds. Doth dight even so alas a
• 2:01:17
  Speaker 1: lady Diane's peer, with choice delights and rarest company, would
• 2:01:22
  Speaker 1: fain drive clouds from out my heavy cheer. But woe
• 2:01:26
  Speaker 1: is me, though joy itself were she, she could not
• 2:01:30
  Speaker 1: show my blind brain ways of joy, while I despair
• 2:01:34
  Speaker 1: my son's sight to enjoy. Ah bed the field where
• 2:01:43
  Speaker 1: joy's peace. Some do see the field where all my
• 2:01:46
  Speaker 1: thought to war be train'd. How is thy grace by
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  Speaker 1: my strange fortune stain'd, How thy lee shores by my
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  Speaker 1: sighs storm'd be with sweet soft shades. Thou often invitest
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  Speaker 1: me to steal some rest, But wretch, I am constrain'd
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  Speaker 1: spurred with love's spur, though gallied and shortly reigned, with
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  Speaker 1: care's hand to turn and toss in thee while the
• 2:02:13
  Speaker 1: black horrors of the silent night paint Woe's black face
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  Speaker 1: so lively to my sight that tedious leisure marks each
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  Speaker 1: wrinkled line. But when Aurora leads out Phoebus, dance, mine
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  Speaker 1: eyes then only wink for spite perchance that worms should
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  Speaker 1: have their sun, and I want mine. When far spent
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  Speaker 1: night persuades each mortal eye to whom nor art nor
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  Speaker 1: nature granted light to lay his, then mark wanting shafts
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  Speaker 1: of sight closed with their quivers in sleep's armory with
• 2:02:52
  Speaker 1: windows ope, Then most my mind doth lie viewing the
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  Speaker 1: shape of darkness, and delight takes in that sad hue
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  Speaker 1: which the inward night of his mazed powers keeps perfect harmony.
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  Speaker 1: But when birds charm, and that sweet air, which is
• 2:03:08
  Speaker 1: Morn's messenger, with rose enamel'd skies, calls each white to
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  Speaker 1: salute the flower of bliss in tomb of lids, then
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  Speaker 1: buried are mine eyes, forced by their lord, who was
• 2:03:21
  Speaker 1: ashamed to find such light in sense with such a
• 2:03:25
  Speaker 1: darkened mind, Oh tears, No tears, but rain from Beauty's skies,
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  Speaker 1: making those lilies and those roses grow, which I most fair,
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  Speaker 1: now more than most fair show, while graceful pity beauty beautifies.
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  Speaker 1: Oh honeyed sighs, which from that breast do rise, whose
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  Speaker 1: pants do make unspilling cream to flow winged with whose
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  Speaker 1: breath so pleasing zephyrs blow as can refresh the hell
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  Speaker 1: where my soul fries. Oh plaints conserved in such a
• 2:04:04
  Speaker 1: sugared phrase, that eloquence itself envies your praise, while sobbed
• 2:04:09
  Speaker 1: out words a perfect music, give such tears sighs plaints,
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  Speaker 1: No sorrow is but joy, Or if such heavenly signs
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  Speaker 1: must prove a noy all mirth, farewell, let me in
• 2:04:26
  Speaker 1: sorrow live. Stella is sick, and in that sick bed
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  Speaker 1: lies sweetness, which breathes and pants as oft as she
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  Speaker 1: and grace sick too. Such fine conclusions tries that sickness
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  Speaker 1: brags itself best graced to be. Beauty is sick, but
• 2:04:49
  Speaker 1: sick in so fair guise, that is that paleness, Beauty's
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  Speaker 1: white we see, and joy which is in separate from
• 2:04:57
  Speaker 1: those eyes. Stella now learn Burn's strange case to weep
• 2:05:02
  Speaker 1: in thee love moves thy pain, and like a faithful page,
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  Speaker 1: as thy looks, stir runs up and down to make
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  Speaker 1: all folks pressed at thy will thy pain, to suage
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  Speaker 1: nature with care, sweats for her darling sake. Knowing worlds
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  Speaker 1: pass ere, she enough can find of such heaven stuff
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  Speaker 1: to clothe so heavenly mind. Where be those roses gone
• 2:05:33
  Speaker 1: which sweetened sow our eyes? Where those red cheeks, which,
• 2:05:38
  Speaker 1: oft with fair increase, did frame the height of honor
• 2:05:41
  Speaker 1: in the kindly badge of shame? Who hath the crimson
• 2:05:45
  Speaker 1: weeds stolen from my morning skies? How did the color
• 2:05:50
  Speaker 1: fade of those vermilion dyes which Nature's self did make,
• 2:05:54
  Speaker 1: and self engrained the same? I would know by what
• 2:05:57
  Speaker 1: right this paleness overcame thee whose force my heart, still
• 2:06:02
  Speaker 1: unto Thraldom ties Galen's adoptive sons, who, by a beaten
• 2:06:08
  Speaker 1: way their judgments Hackney on the fault of sickness lay,
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  Speaker 1: But feeling proof makes me say they mistake it far.
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  Speaker 1: It is but love which makes his paper perfect white,
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  Speaker 1: to write therein more fresh the story of delight, While
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  Speaker 1: Beauty's reddest ink venus for him doth stir O happy Thames,
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  Speaker 1: that didst my stella Bear. I saw thyself with many
• 2:06:39
  Speaker 1: a smiling line upon thy cheerful face, Joy's livery ware,
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  Speaker 1: while those fair planets on thy streams did shine the
• 2:06:48
  Speaker 1: boat for Joy could not to dance Forbear, While wanton winds,
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  Speaker 1: with beauty so divine ravished, stayed not till in her
• 2:06:57
  Speaker 1: golden hair they did themselves. Oh sweetest prison twine and
• 2:07:03
  Speaker 1: faine those eels youth there would there stay have made,
• 2:07:07
  Speaker 1: but forced by nature still to fly first did with
• 2:07:10
  Speaker 1: puffing kiss those locks display she so disheveled, blushed from window. I,
• 2:07:17
  Speaker 1: with sight thereof cried out, O fair disgrace, Let honor
• 2:07:22
  Speaker 1: self to thee grant highest place, envious wits, What hath
• 2:07:32
  Speaker 1: been mine offense that with such poisonous care? My looks
• 2:07:35
  Speaker 1: you mark that to each word, nay, sigh of mine,
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  Speaker 1: you heark as grudging me my sorrow's eloquence. Ha Is
• 2:07:43
  Speaker 1: it not enough that I am? Thence thence so far
• 2:07:47
  Speaker 1: thence that scarcely any spark of comfort dare come to
• 2:07:50
  Speaker 1: this dungeon dark, where rigorous exile locks up all my sense.
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  Speaker 1: But if I by a happy window. Pass If I
• 2:07:59
  Speaker 1: but stars upon mine armor bare, sick, thirsty glad, though
• 2:08:04
  Speaker 1: but of empty glass, your moral notes straight, my hid
• 2:08:09
  Speaker 1: meaning tear from out my ribs and puffing, prove that
• 2:08:12
  Speaker 1: I do stella love fools, who doth it deny? Who
• 2:08:22
  Speaker 1: is it that this dark night underneath my window plaineth?
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  Speaker 1: It is one who, from thy sight, being ah exiled,
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  Speaker 1: disdaineth every other vulgar light? Why alas? And are you
• 2:08:37
  Speaker 1: he be not yet those fancies changed? Dear, when you
• 2:08:43
  Speaker 1: find change in me, though from me you be estranged,
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  Speaker 1: let my change to ruin be well. In absence this
• 2:08:52
  Speaker 1: will die, leave to see and leave to wonder. Absence
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  Speaker 1: sure will help if I can learn how myself to
• 2:09:01
  Speaker 1: sunder from what in my heart doth lie. But time
• 2:09:06
  Speaker 1: will these thoughts remove. Time doth work what no man knoweth.
• 2:09:11
  Speaker 1: Time doth as the subject prove. With time still the
• 2:09:14
  Speaker 1: affection groweth in the faithful turtle dove. What if you
• 2:09:19
  Speaker 1: knew beauties see, will not they ster new affection? I
• 2:09:25
  Speaker 1: will think they pictures be image like of Saint's perfection,
• 2:09:30
  Speaker 1: poorly counterfeiting thee. But your reason's purest light bids you
• 2:09:36
  Speaker 1: leave such minds to nourish dear due reason. No such spite,
• 2:09:42
  Speaker 1: never doth thy beauty flourish more than in my reason's sight.
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  Speaker 1: But the wrongs love bears will make love at length
• 2:09:49
  Speaker 1: leave undertaking. No, the more fools it do shake in
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  Speaker 1: a ground of so firm, making deeper still they drive
• 2:09:58
  Speaker 1: the stake peace. I think that some give ear come
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  Speaker 1: no more lest I get anger bliss. I will my
• 2:10:06
  Speaker 1: bliss forbear, fearing sweet you to endanger, But my soul
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  Speaker 1: shall harbor there well begone, begone. I say lest that
• 2:10:16
  Speaker 1: argus eyes perceive you o unjust as fortunes sway, which
• 2:10:22
  Speaker 1: can make me thus to leave you, and from louts
• 2:10:25
  Speaker 1: to run away unhappy sight, And hath she vanish'd by
• 2:10:32
  Speaker 1: so near, in so good time, so free a place
• 2:10:37
  Speaker 1: dead glass, dost thou thy object, so embrace as what
• 2:10:42
  Speaker 1: my heart still sees, Thou canst not spy. I swear
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  Speaker 1: by her, I love and lack that I was not
• 2:10:49
  Speaker 1: in fault who bend thy dazzling race only unto the
• 2:10:53
  Speaker 1: heaven of Stella's face, counting but dust, what in the
• 2:10:56
  Speaker 1: way did lie but cease my eyes? Your tears do
• 2:11:01
  Speaker 1: witness well that you guiltless thereof your nectar missed. Cursed
• 2:11:06
  Speaker 1: be the page from whom the bad torch fell, Cursed,
• 2:11:10
  Speaker 1: be the knight which did your strife resist. Cursed be
• 2:11:13
  Speaker 1: the coachman which did drive so fast with no worse
• 2:11:16
  Speaker 1: curse than absence makes me taste O absent presence. Stella
• 2:11:25
  Speaker 1: is not here false flattering hope that, with so fair
• 2:11:30
  Speaker 1: a face bear me in hand, that in this orphan place, Stella,
• 2:11:34
  Speaker 1: I say, my Stella should appear. What sayest thou now?
• 2:11:39
  Speaker 1: Where is that dainty cheer that toldst mine eyes should
• 2:11:42
  Speaker 1: help their famished case? But thou art gone? Now that
• 2:11:46
  Speaker 1: self felt disgrace doth make me most to wish my
• 2:11:50
  Speaker 1: comfort near. But here I do store a fair ladies meet,
• 2:11:55
  Speaker 1: who may, with charm of conversation sweet make in my
• 2:11:58
  Speaker 1: heavy mold new thought to grow. Sure they prevail as
• 2:12:02
  Speaker 1: much with me as he that bade his friend, but
• 2:12:05
  Speaker 1: then new maimed to be merry with him, and not
• 2:12:08
  Speaker 1: think of his woe. Stella. Since thou so write a
• 2:12:15
  Speaker 1: princess art of all the powers which life bestows on me,
• 2:12:19
  Speaker 1: that ere by them ought undertaken, be they first resort
• 2:12:23
  Speaker 1: unto that sovereign part sweet for a while, give respite
• 2:12:27
  Speaker 1: to my heart, which pants as though it still should
• 2:12:31
  Speaker 1: leap to thee, and on my thoughts, give thy lieutenancy
• 2:12:34
  Speaker 1: to this great cause, which needs both use and art.
• 2:12:38
  Speaker 1: And as a queen who from her presence sends whom
• 2:12:42
  Speaker 1: she employs, dismiss from thee my wit till it hath
• 2:12:46
  Speaker 1: wrought what thy own will attends on servants, shame oft masters, blame,
• 2:12:52
  Speaker 1: doth sit o let not fools in me thy works
• 2:12:56
  Speaker 1: reprove and scorning, say see it is to love when sorrow,
• 2:13:06
  Speaker 1: using mine own fire's might, melts down his lead into
• 2:13:10
  Speaker 1: my boiling breast, through that dark furnace, to my heart oppress'd,
• 2:13:15
  Speaker 1: there shines a joy from thee, my only light. But
• 2:13:20
  Speaker 1: soon as thought of THEE breaths my delight, and my
• 2:13:23
  Speaker 1: young soul flutters to thee, his nest most rude despair,
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  Speaker 1: my daily unbidden guest clips straight my wings, straight wraps
• 2:13:34
  Speaker 1: me in his night, and makes me then bow down
• 2:13:36
  Speaker 1: my head, and say, ah, what doth phoebus gold that
• 2:13:41
  Speaker 1: wretch avail whom iron doors to keep from use of day?
• 2:13:46
  Speaker 1: So strangely alas thy works in me prevail that in
• 2:13:52
  Speaker 1: my woes for THEE. Thou art my joy and in
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  Speaker 1: my joys for THEE my only an end of Part
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  Speaker 1: five end of Astrophil and Stella by Sir Philip Sidney