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"In truth, O Love, with what a boyish kind"

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"When Nature made her chief work, Stella's eyes"

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"Some lovers speak, when they their Muses entertain"

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"Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot"

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"Let dainty wits cry on the sisters nine"

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"It is most true that eyes are formed to serve"

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"Cupid, because thou shin’st in Stella’s eyes"

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"Phoebus was judge between Jove, Mars, and Love"

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"Dear, why make you more of a dog than me?"

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"Doubt there hath been, when with his golden chain"

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"Woe, having made with many fights his own"

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"When my good angel guides me to the place"

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"Oft with true sighs, oft with uncalled tears"

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"Alas, have I not pain enough"

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"You that do search for every purling spring"

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"Late tir’d with woe, ev’n ready for to pine"

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"Loving In Truth, and fain in verse my love to show"

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Where be those roses gone, which sweeten’d so our eyes? Philip Sidney

Where be those roses gone, which sweeten’d so our eyes?

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Psalm 3 Philip Sidney

Psalm 3

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Psalm 4 Philip Sidney

Psalm 4

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