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More borrowed lines from the final poem in the YellowFlower trilogy. This is the poem in full.
Astrophel and Stella: 1
by Sir Philip Sydney
Loving in truth, and fain in verse my love to show,
that she, dear she, might take some pleasure of my pain, –
Pleasure might cause her read, reading might make her know,
Knowledge might pity win, and pity grace obtain, –
I sought fit words to paint the blackest face of woe;
Studying inventions fine her wits to entertain,
Oft turning others’ leaves, to see if thence would flow
Some fresh and fruitful flowers upon my sunburn’d brain.
But words came halting forth, wanting invention’s stay;
Invention, nature’s child, fled step-dame study’s blows;
And others feet still seemed but strangers in my way.
Thus great with child to speak and hapless in my throws,
Biting my truant pen, beating myself for spite,
“Fool” said my muse to me, “look in thy heart and write”
Sir Philip Sydney was a 16th Century poet, courtier, scholar and soldier. The above poem was one of a number of sonnets he wrote titled Astrophel and Stella