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"Though dusty wits do scorn astrology"

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"Because I oft in dark abstracted guise"

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"You that with allegory's curious frame"

Philip Sidney
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"Like some weak lords, neighbor’d by mighty kings"

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"Whether the Turkish new-moon minded be"

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"With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb'st the skies!"

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"Morpheus the lively son of deadly sleep"

Philip Sidney
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"I might—unhappy word!—oh me, I might"

Philip Sidney
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"Come, let me write. And to what end?"

Philip Sidney
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"What may words say, or what may words not say"

Philip Sidney
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"Stella, whence doth this new assault arise"

Philip Sidney
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"My mouth doth water, and my breast doth swell"

Philip Sidney
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"This night while sleep begins with heavy wings"

Philip Sidney
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"Come Sleep! O Sleep, the certain knot of peace"

Philip Sidney
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"As good to write as for to lie and groan"

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"Having this day my horse, my hand, my lance"

Philip Sidney
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"Oh eyes, which do the spheres of beauty move"

Philip Sidney
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"Fair eyes, sweet lips, dear heart, that foolish I"

Philip Sidney
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"My words I know do well set forth my mind"

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"Stella oft sees the very face of woe"

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