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SirPhilip Sidney : Astrophil and Stella (31)

With how sad steps, O moon, thou climb'st the skies,
	How silently, and with how wan a face,
	What may it be, that even in heav'nly place
That busy archer1 his sharp arrows tries?
Sure if that long with Love acquainted eyes
	Can judge of Love, thou feelíst a loverís case;
	I read it in thy looks, thy languisht grace,
To me that feel the like, thy state descries.
	Then evín of fellowship, O moon, tell me
Is constant love deemíd there but want of wit?
Are beauties there as proud as here they be?
Do they above love to be loved, and yet
	Those lovers scorn whom that Love doth possess?
	Do they call Virtue there ungratefulness?

SirPhilip Sidney (1554-1586)	P.1591

1 i.e. Cupid, the Roman god of love, often depicted as a blindfolded cherub, shooting arrows randomly at his victims

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