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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519353" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Astrophel And Stella-First Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes intendeth,<br>Which now my breast o'ercharged to music lendeth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only in you my song begins and endeth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the eyes which marry state with pleasure?<br>Who keeps the key of Nature's chiefest treasure?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only for you the heaven forgat all measure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the lips where wit in fairness reigneth?<br>Who womankind at once both decks and staineth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only by you Cupid his crown maintaineth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the feet whose step all sweetness planteth?<br>Who else, for whom Fame worthy trumpets wanteth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only to you her sceptre Venus granteth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the breast whose milk doth passions nourish?<br>Whose grace is such that when it chides doth cherish?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only through you the tree of life doth flourish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the hand which without stroke subdueth?<br>Who long-dead beauty with increase reneweth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only at you all envy hopeless rueth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the hair which, loosest, fastest tieth?<br>Who makes a man live then glad when he dieth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only of you the flatterer never lieth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who hath the voice which soul from senses sunders?<br>Whose force but yours the bolts of beauty thunders?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only with you not miracles are wonders.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doubt you to whom my Muse these notes intendeth,<br>Which now my breast o'ercharged to music lendeth?<br>To you, to you, all song of praise is due;<br>Only in you my song begins and endeth.</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>
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Which now my breast o'ercharged to music lendeth?
To you, to you, all song of praise is due;
Only in you my song begins and endeth.

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