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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519352" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Astrophel And Stella-Eleventh Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Who is it that this dark night<br>Underneath my window plaineth?"<br>'It is one who from thy sight<br>Being, ah! exiled, disdaineth<br>Every other vulgar light.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Why, alas! and are you he?<br>Be not yet those fancies changed?"<br>'Dear, when you find change in me,<br>Though from me you be estranged,<br>Let my change to ruin be.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Well, in absence this will die;<br>Leave to see, and leave to wonder."<br>'Absence sure will help, If I<br>Can learn how myself to sunder<br>From what in my heart doth lie.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But time will these thoughts remove:<br>Time doth work what no man knoweth."<br>'Time doth as the subject prove,<br>With time still the affection groweth<br>In the faithful turtle dove.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"What if you new beauties see?<br>Will not they stir new affection?"<br>'I will think they pictures be,<br>Image-like of saint's perfection,<br>Poorly counterfeiting thee.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But your reason's purest light<br>Bids you leave such minds to nourish."<br>'Dear, do reason no such spite,— <br>Never doth thy beauty flourish<br>More than in my reason's sight.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But the wrongs love bears will make<br>Love at length leave undertaking."<br>'No, the more fools do it shake<br>In a ground of so firm making,<br>Deeper still they drive the stake.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Peace! I think that some give ear;<br>Come no more, lest I get anger."<br>'Bliss, I will my bliss forbear,<br>Fearing, sweet, you to endanger;<br>But my soul shall harbour there.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Well, begone, begone, I say,<br>Lest that Argus' eyes perceive you."<br>'O unjust Fortune's sway,<br>Which can make me thus to leave you,<br>And from louts to run away!'</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=519352" data-title="Astrophel And Stella-Eleventh Song de Philip Sidney" data-description=""Who is it that this dark night Underneath my window plaineth?" 'It is one who from thy sight Being, ah! exiled, disdaineth Every other vulgar light.' "Why, alas! and are you he? Be not yet those fancies changed?" 'Dear, when ..."></div> </div> </div>
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