<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Astrophel and Stella: XX</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fly, fly, my friends, I have my death wound, fly!<br> See there that boy, that murd'ring boy, I say,<br> Who, like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie<br> Till bloody bullet get him wrongful prey.<br> So tyrant he no fitter place could spy,<br> Nor so fair level in so secret stay,<br> As that sweet black which veils the heav'nly eye;<br> There himself with his shot he close doth lay.<br> Poor passenger, pass now thereby I did,<br> And stay'd, pleas'd with the prospect of the place,<br> While that black hue from me the bad guest hid;<br> But straight I saw motions of lightning grace<br> And then descried the glist'ring of his dart:<br> But ere I could fly thence it pierc'd my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Philip+Sidney">Philip Sidney</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519347" data-title="Astrophel and Stella: XX de Philip Sidney" data-description="Fly, fly, my friends, I have my death wound, fly! See there that boy, that murd'ring boy, I say, Who, like a thief, hid in dark bush doth lie Till bloody bullet get him wrongful prey. So tyrant he no fitter place could spy, Nor so fair level ..."></div> </div> </div>

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