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Astrophil and Stella, Sonnet 108

19 August 2016

When Sorrow, using mine own fire’s might, Melts down his lead into my boiling breast, Through that dark furnace to my heart oppressed There shines a joy from thee, my only light;...

Astrophil and Stella, Sonnet 107

5 August 2016

Stella, since thou so right a princess art Of all the powers which life bestows on me, That ere by them aught undertaken be They first resort unto that sovereign part; Sweet, for a...

Astrophil and Stella, Sonnet 106

19 July 2016

O absent presence, Stella is not here; False flattering hope, that with so fair a face Bare me in hand, that in this orphan place, Stella, I say my Stella, should appear: What say’st thou...

Astrophil and Stella, Sonnet 105

29 June 2016

Unhappy sight, and hath she vanished by, So near, in so good time, so free a place? Dead glass, dost thou thy object so embrace As what my heart still sees, thou canst not...