SONNETS OF SIR PHILIP SYDNEY
More soft to a chamber melody, --
Now blessed You bear onward blessed Me
to safe left s,
My Muse and I must you of duty greet
ithankfully.
Be you still fair, honourd by public heed,
By no encroac ime forgot;
Nor blamd for blood, nor shamed for sinful deed.
And t you kno
Of wish, I wish you so much bliss,
ELLAS feet may kiss.
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O kiss-hy lips
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-------S pilloest bed;
A co noise, and blind to light;
A rosy garland, and a weary head.
2nd Sonnet
-------t s enemy, -- France --
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