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Title page COPYRIGHT NOTE The Poetry Collections Astrophel and Stella Poems from ‘The Lady of May’

CONTENTS SUPPLICATION. COME ESPILUS, COME NOW DECLARE THY SKILL SILVANUS LONG IN LOVE, AND LONG IN VAINE

Poems from ‘The Countesse of Pembroke’s Arcadia’

CONTENTS Poems from the Old Arcadia THY ELDER CARE SHALL FROM THY CAREFULL FACE TRANSFORMDE IN SHEWE, BUT MORE TRANSFORMDE IN MYNDE WHAT LENGTHE OF VERSE CAN SERVE, BRAVE MOPSAS GOOD TO SHOWE COME SHEPEARDE WEEDES BECOME YOURE MASTERS MYNDE NOW THANCKED BEE THE GREAT GOD PAN COME DORUS COME, LET SONGES THY SORROWES SIGNIFY PORE PAYNTERS OFTE, WITH SILLY POETTES JOYNE UPP, UPP PHILISIDES, LET SOROWES GOO DOWNE, DOWNE MELAMPUS, WHAT? YOURE FELLOWE BYTE? FORTUNE, NATURE, LOVE, LONGE HATHE CONTENDED ABOUTE MEE YF MYNE EYES CAN SPEAKE TO DOO HARTY ARRANT LADY RESERVED BY THE HEAVENS TO DOO PASTORS COMPANY, HONOR? IN VAYNE, MYNE EYES YOW LABOURE TO AMEND LETT NOT OULDE AGE DISGRACE MY HYE DESYER SYNCE SO MYNE EYES ARE SUBJECT TO HER SIGHTE MY SHEEPE ARE THOUGHTES W CH I BOTHE GUYDE & SERVE YEE LIVING POWERS ENCLOSDE IN STATELY SHRYNE MY WORDES, IN HOPE TO BLASE MY STEDFAST MYNDE LOVED I AM, AND YET COMPLAYNE OF LOVE OVER THESE BROOKES TRUSTING TO EASE MYNE EYES WITH TWOO STRAUNGE FYERS OF EQUALL HEATE POSSEST FEEDE ON MY SHEEPE, MY CHARGE, MY COMFORTE, FEEDE? LEAVE OF MY SHEEPE, YT YS NO TYME TO FEEDE A HATEFULL CRY, WITH HATE TO HEALE APOLLO GREATE, WHOSE BEAMES THE GREATER WORLDE DO LIGHTE THOW REBELL VYLE, COME, TO THY MASTER YEELDE DORUS TELL MEE, WHERE YS THY WONTED MOTYON? AND ARE YOW THERE OULDE PAS? IN TROUTHE I EVER THOUGHTE AS I BEHYNDE A BUSSHE DID SITT ALAS HOW LONGE THIS PILLGRIMAGE DOTHE LAST FAYRE ROCKES, GOODLY RIVERS, SWEETE WOODES, WHEN SHALL I SEE PEACE? MY MUSE, WHAT AILES THIS ARDOURE? REASON, TELL MEE THY MYNDE, YF HERE BEE REASON? O SWEETE WOODES, THE DELIGHTE OF SOLITARYNES? O SWEETE GLOVE THE WITNESS OF MY SECRETT BLISSE THE MERCHAUNT MAN, WHOME GAYNE DOTHE TEACHE Y E SEA THE MERCHAUNT MAN, WHOME MANY SEAS HAVE TAUGHTE PHAEBUS FAREWELL, A SWEETER SAINTE, I SERVE SYNCE THAT THE STORMY RAGE OF PASSYONS DARCKE HEARKE PLAYNTFULL GHOSTES, INFERNALL FURYES HARCKE? LYKE THOSE SICKE FOLCKES IN WHOME STRAUNGE HUMORS FLOWE HOWE YS MY SUNNE (WHOSE BEAMES ARE SHYNING BRIGHTE THIS CAVE YS DARCKE, BUT YT HAD NEVER LIGHTE A BANISSHED MAN LONGE BARRD FROM HIS DESYER MY TRUE LOVE HATHE MY HARTE, AND I HAVE HIS O WORDES WHICHE FALLE LIKE SOMER DEAWE ON MEE DOO NOT DISDAYNE O STREIGHTE UPRAYSED PYNE? SWEETE ROOTE SAY THOW, THE ROOTE OF MY DESYER? YOW GOODLY PYNES WHICHE STILL WITH BRAVE ASSENT LYKE DYVERS FLOWERS WHOSE DYVERS BEUTYES SERVE LOOKE UP FAYRE LIDDES, THE TREASURES OF MY HARTE WHYE DOEST THOW HASTE AWAY O, STEALING TYME, THE SUBJECT OF DELAY MY LUTE WITHIN THY SELF, THY TUNES ENCLOSE? WHEN TWOO SUNNES DOO APPEARE AURORA NOWE THOW SHEWEST THY BLUSSHING LIGHTE BEUTY HATHE FORCE TO CATCHE THE HUMANE SIGHTE LET HIM DRINCKE THIS, WHOME LONGE IN ARMES TO FOLDE GETT HENCE FOWLE GREEFFE, THE CANCKER OF THE MYNDE VERTUE BEWTY AND SPEECHE, DID STRYKE, WOUNDE, CHARME THE LOVE WHICHE YS IMPRINTED IN MY SOWLE WHAT TOUNGUE CAN HER PERFECTIONS TELL? LETT MOTHER EARTHE, NOW DECK HER SELF IN FLOWERS A NEIGHBOURE MYNE, NOT LONGE AGOO THERE WAS WHO, DOTHE DESYER THAT CHASTE HIS WYFE SHOULDE BEE AS I MY LITLE FLOCK ON ISTER BANCKE IN FAYTHE GOOD HISTOR, LONGE YS YOURE DELAY WHO HATHE HYS HYER, HATHE WELL HIS LABOURE PLASTE O NIGHTE THE EASE OF CARE THE PLEDGE OF PLEASURE SYNCE WAYLING YS A BUDD OF CAUSEFULL SORROWE YEE GOTEHEARD GODS THAT LOVE THE GRASSY MOUNTEYNES? NOW WAS OURE HEAVENLY VAULTE DEPRIVED OF THE LIGHTE UNTO THE CAYTIFF WRETCHE WHOME LONG AFFLICTION HOLDETH SINCE THAT TO DEATHE YS GON THE SHEPEHEARA HYE FAREWELL O SUNNE, ARCADIAS CLEAREST LIGHTE SINCE NATURES WORCKES BEE GOOD AND DEATHE DOTHE SERVE O MY THOUGHTES, SWEETE FOODE MY ONELY OWNER FEEDE ONE MY SHEEPE MY CHARDGE MY COMFORTE FEEDE SWETE GLOVE THE SWETENES OF MY SECRETT BLISSE THE MERCHANT MAN WHOME GAYNE DOTHE TEACHE THE SEA Poems from the New Arcadia WHAT LENGTH OF VERSE CAN SERVE BRAVE MOPSAS GOOD TO SHOW? TRANSFORMD IN SHEW, BUT MORE TRANSFORMD IN MINDE COME SHEPHEARDS WEEDES, BECOME YOUR MASTERS MINDE NOW THANKED BE THE GREAT GOD PAN THE FIRST ECLOGUES. WE LOVE, AND HAVE OUR LOVES REWARDED. COME DORUS, COME, LET SONGS THY SOROWES SIGNIFIE AS I MY LITTLE FLOCKE ON ISTER BANKE IN FAITH, GOOD HISTOR, LONG IS YOUR DELAY YOU GOTE-HEARD GODS, THAT LOVE THE GRASSIE MOUNTAINES IF MINE EYES CAN SPEAKE TO DOO HARTY ERRANDE IN VAINE, MINE EYES, YOU LABOUR TO AMENDE LET NOT OLD AGE DISGRACE MY HIGH DESIRE SINCE SO MINE EYES ARE SUBJECT TO YOUR SIGHT MY SHEEPE ARE THOUGHTS, WHICH I BOTH GUIDE AND SERVE YOU LIVING POWRES ENCLOSED IN STATELY SHRINE MY WORDS, IN HOPE TO BLAZE MY STEDFAST MINDE WHAT TOONG CAN HER PERFECTIONS TELL ALAS HOW LONG THIS PILGRIMAGE DOTH LAST? POORE PAINTERS OFT WITH SILLY POETS JOYNE LOVED I AM, AND YET COMPLAINE OF LOVE OVER THESE BROOKES TRUSTING TO EASE MINE EYES ME THOUGHT SOME STAVES HE MIST: IF SO, NOT MUCH AMISSE WYTH TWO STRANGE FIRES OF EQUALL HEATE POSSEST A HATEFULL CURE WITH HATE TO HEALE THY ELDER CARE SHALL FROM THY CAREFULL FACE APOLLO GREAT, WHOSE BEAMES THE GREATER WORLD DO LIGHT THE SECOND ECLOGUES. THOU REBELL VILE, COME, TO THY MASTER YELDE DORUS, TELL ME, WHERE IS THY WONTED MOTION AND ARE YOU THERE OLD PAS? IN TROTH I EVER THOUGHT I JOYE IN GRIEFE, AND DOO DETEST ALL JOYES FAIRE ROCKS, GOODLY RIVERS, SWEET WOODS, WHEN SHALL I SEE PEACE? UNTO A CAITIFE WRETCH, WHOM LONG AFFLICTION HOLDETH AMPHIALUS SONG TO PHILOCLEA. THE FIRE TO SEE MY WOES FOR ANGER BURNETH SINCE THAT TO DEATH IS GONE THE SHEPHEARD HIE Poems from the last part of Sir Philip Sidney’s Arcadia from the Folio of 1593 PHÆBUS FAREWELL, A SWEETER SAINT I SERVE SINCE THAT THE STORMY RAGE OF PASSIONS DARCKE HARKE PLAINTFULL GHOSTES, INFERNALL FURIES HARKE HOWE IS MY SUNN, WHOSE BEAMES ARE SHINING BRIGHT A BANISHT MAN, LONG BARD FROM HIS DESIRE MY TRUE LOVE HATH MY HART, AND I HAVE HIS O WORDS WHICH FALL LIKE SOMMER DEAW ON ME DO NOT DISDAINE, Ô STREIGHT UP RAISED PINE SWEETE ROOTE SAY THOU, THE ROOTE OF MY DESIRE YOU GOODLY PINES, WHICH STILL WITH BRAVE ASSENT LIKE DIVERS FLOWERS, WHOSE DIVERS BEAUTIES SERVE LOCKE UP, FAIRE LIDDES, THE TREASURE OF MY HARTE WHY DOOST THOU HASTE AWAY O STEALING TIME THE SUBJECT OF DELAIE MY LUTE WHICH IN THY SELFE THY TUNES ENCLOSE WHEN TWO SUNNES DO APPEARE AURORA NOW THOU SHEWST THY BLUSHING LIGHT BEAUTIE HATH FORCE TO CATCHE THE HUMANE SIGHT. LET HIM DRINKE THIS, WHOME LONG IN ARMES TO FOLDE GET HENCE FOULE GRIEFE, THE CANKER OF THE MINDE VERTUE, BEAWTIE, AND SPEACH, DID STRIKE, WOUND, CHARME THE LOVE WHICH IS IMPRINTED IN MY SOULE LET MOTHER EARTH NOW DECKE HER SELFE IN FLOWERS A NEIGHBOR MINE NOT LONG AGOE THERE WAS WHO DOTH DESIRE THAT CHASTE HIS WIFE SHOULD BE THE LADD PHILISIDES AS I MY LITTLE FLOCKE ON ISTER BANKE IN FAITH, GOOD HISTOR, LONG IS YOUR DELAY WHO HATH HIS HIRE, HATH WELL HIS LABOUR PLAST O NIGHT THE EASE OF CARE THE PLEDGE OF PLEASURE SINCE WAYLING IS A BUD OF CAUSEFULL SOROWE SINCE THAT TO DEATH IS GONE THE SHEPHEARD HIE FAREWELL Ô SUNN, ARCADIAS CLEAREST LIGHT SINCE NATURES WORKES BE GOOD, AND DEATH DOTH SERVE Poems first printed in the Folio of 1593 FORTUNE, NATURE, LOVE, LONG HAVE CONTENDED ABOUT ME A SHEPHEARDS TALE NO HEIGHT OF STILE DESIRES UP, UP PHILISIDES, LET SORROWES GOE DOWNE, DOWNE MELAMPUS; WHAT? YOUR FELLOW BITE? MY MUSE WHAT AIL’S THIS ARDOUR REASON, TELL ME THY MIND, IF HERE BE REASON O SWEET WOODS THE DELIGHT OF SOLITARINES!

Certaine Sonets

CONTENTS SINCE SHUNNING PAINE, I EASE CAN NEVER FIND WHEN LOVE PUFT UP WITH RAGE OF HY DISDAINE THE FIRE TO SEE MY WRONGS FOR ANGER BURNETH THE NIGHTINGALE AS SOONE AS APRILL BRINGETH SLEEPE BABIE MINE, DESIRE NURSE BEAUTIE SINGETH O FAIRE, Ô SWEET, WHEN I DO LOOKE ON THEE THE SCOURGE OF LIFE, AND DEATHS EXTREAME DISGRACE HORACE, 65-8 BC (ORIG.) : YOU BETTER SURE SHALL LIVE, NOT EVERMORE CATULLUS, GAIUS VALERIUS, 84-54 BC (ORIG.) : UNTO NO BODY MY WOMAN SAITH SHE HAD RATHER A WIFE BE FAIRE SEEKE NOT TO BE FEARD, MOST LOVELY BELOVED BY THY SERVANTS LIKE AS THE DOVE WHICH SEELED UP DOTH FLIE E. D. MY MISTRESSE LOWERS AND SAITH I DO NOT LOVE IN WONTED WALKES, SINCE WONTED FANCIES CHANGE IF I COULD THINKE HOW THESE MY THOUGHTS TO LEAVE A FAREWELL. FINDING THOSE BEAMES, WHICH I MUST EVER LOVE THE 7. WONDERS OF ENGLAND . WHO HATH HIS FANCIE PLEASED THE SMOKES OF MELANCHOLY. WHEN TO MY DEADLIE PLEASURE NO, NO, NO, NO, I CANNOT HATE MY FOE AL MY SENSE THY SWEETNESSE GAINED WHAT CHANGES HERE, Ô HAIRE OF THIS HIGH GRACE WITH BLISSE CONJOYN’D RING OUT YOUR BELLES, LET MOURNING SHEWES BE SPREAD THOU BLIND MANS MARKE, THOU FOOLES SELFE CHOSEN SNARE LEAVE ME Ô LOVE, WHICH REACHEST BUT TO DUST

Two Pastorels

CONTENTS JOYNE MATES IN MIRTH TO ME DISPRAISE OF A COURTLY LIFE.

Psalms of David

CONTENTS PSALM I. BEATUS VIR . PSALM II. QUARE FREMUERUNT GENTES . PSALM III. DOMINE QUID MULTIPLIC PSALM IV. CUM INVOCAREM . PSALM V. VERBA MEA AURIBUS . PSALM VI. DOMINE NE IN FURORE . PSALM VII. DOMINE, DEUS MEUS . PSALM VIII. DOMINE, DOMINUS . PSALM IX. CONFITEBOR TIBI . PSALM X. UT QUID DOMINE? PSALM XI. IN DOMINO CONFIDO . PSALM XII. SALVUM ME FAC . PSALM XIII. USQUE QUO, DOMINE? PSALM XIV. DIXIT INSIPIENS . PSALM XV. DOMINE, QUIS HABITABIT? PSALM XVI. CONSERVA ME . PSALM XVII. EXAUDI DOMINE JUSTITIAM . PSALM XVIII. DILIGAM TE . PSALM XIX. COELI ENARRANT . PSALM XX. EXAUDIAT TE DOMINUS . PSALM XXI. DOMINE IN VIRTUTE . PSALM XXII. DEUS DEUS MEUS . PSALM XXIII. DOMINUS REGIT ME . PSALM XXIV. DOMINI EST TERRA . PSALM XXV. AD TE, DOMINE . PSALM XXVI. JUDICA ME, DOMINE . PSALM XXVII. DOMINUS ILLUMINATIO . PSALM XXVIII. AD TE DOMINE . PSALM XXIX. AFFERTE DOMINO . PSALM XXX. EXALTABO TE DOMINE . PSALM XXXI. IN TE DOMINE SPERAVI . PSALM XXXII. BEATI, QUORUM . PSALM XXXIII. EXULTATE JUSTI . PSALM XXXIV. BENEDICAM DOMINO . PSALM XXXV. JUDICA, DOMINE . PSALM XXXVI. DIXIT INJUSTUS . PSALM XXXVII. NOLI ÆMULARI . PSALM XXXVIII. DOMINE NE IN FURORE . PSALM XXXIX. DIXI CUSTODIAM . PSALM XL. EXPECTANS EXPECTAVI . PSALM XLI. BEATUS QUI INTELLIGIT . PSALM XLII. QUEMADMODUM . PSALM XLIII. JUDICA ME DEUS .

The Poems List of Poems in Chronological Order List of Poems in Alphabetical Order The Masque The Lady of May The Prose The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia - Old Arcadia

CONTENTS THE FIRST BOOK OR ACT OF THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE’S ARCADIA HERE BEGINS THE FIRST ECLOGUES THE SECOND BOOK OR ACT HERE BEGIN THE SECOND ECLOGUES THE THIRD BOOK OR ACT THE THIRD ECLOGUES THE FOURTH BOOK OR ACT THE FOURTH ECLOGUES THE LAST BOOK OR ACT

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia - New Arcadia

CONTENTS TO THE READER. THE FIRST BOOKE. THE FIRST ECLOGES. THE SECOND BOOKE. THE SECOND ECLOGUES. THE THIRDE BOOKE. THE THIRDE EGLOGES. THE FOVRTH BOOKE. THE FOURTH EGLOGUES. THE FIFTH BOOKE.

An Apologie for Poetry A Discourse on Irish Affairs The Queenes Majesty Touching Hir Mariage with Monsieur Defence of the Earl of Leicester Of the Trewnes of the Christian Religion Correspondence

CONTENTS LETTER I LETTER II LETTER III LETTER IV LETTER V LETTER VI LETTER VII LETTER VIII LETTER IX LETTER X LETTER XI LETTER XII LETTER XIII LETTER XIV LETTER XV LETTER XVI LETTER XVII LETTER XVIII LETTER XIX LETTER XX LETTER XXI LETTER XXII LETTER XXIII LETTER XXIV LETTER XXV LETTER XXVI LETTER XXVII LETTER XXVIII LETTER XXIX LETTER XXX LETTER XXXI LETTER XXXII LETTER XXXIII LETTER XXXIV LETTER XXXV LETTER XXXVI LETTER XXXVII LETTER XXXVIII LETTER XXXIX LETTER XL LETTER XLI LETTER XLII LETTER XLIII LETTER XLIV LETTER XLV LETTER XLVI LETTER XLVII LETTER XLVIII LETTER XLIX LETTER V LETTER LI LETTER LII LETTER LIII LETTER LIV LETTER LV LETTER LVI LETTER LVII LETTER LVIII LETTER LIX LETTER LX LETTER LXI LETTER LXII LETTER LXIII LETTER LXIV LETTER LXV LETTER LXVI LETTER LXVII LETTER LXVIII LETTER LXIX LETTER LXX LETTER LXXI LETTER LXXII LETTER LXXIII LETTER LXXIV LETTER LXXV LETTER LXXVI LETTER LXXVII LETTER LXXVIII LETTER LXXIX LETTER LXXX LETTER LXXXI LETTER LXXXII LETTER LXXXIII LETTER LXXXIV LETTER LXXXV LETTER LXXXVI LETTER LXXXVII LETTER LXXXVIII LETTER LXXXIX LETTER XC LETTER XCI LETTER XCII LETTER XCIII LETTER XCIV LETTER XCV LETTER XCVI LETTER XCVII LETTER XCVIII LETTER XCIX LETTER C LETTER CI LETTER CII LETTER CIII LETTER CIV LETTER CV LETTER CVI LETTER CVII LETTER CVIII LETTER CIX LETTER CX LETTER CXI LETTER CXII LETTER CXIII LETTER CXIV

The Biographies The Life and Times of Sir Philip Sidney by S. M. Henry Davis

CONTENTS FROM THE AUTHOR. CHAPTER I. CHAPTER II. CHAPTER III. CHAPTER IV. CHAPTER V. CHAPTER VI. CHAPTER VII. CHAPTER VIII. CHAPTER IX. CHAPTER X.

Introduction to Philip Sidney by Henry Morley The Delphi Classics Catalogue

Series Contents Alphabetical List of Titles

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