Sir Philip Sidney The Bargain My true love hath my heart, and I have his, By just exchange one for another given: I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss, There never was a better bargain driven: My true love hath my heart, and I have his. His heart in me keeps him and me in one, My heart in him his thoughts and senses guides: He loves my heart, for once it was his own, I cherish his because in me it bides: My true love hath my heart, and I have his. of Basciami vita mia Sleep, Baby mine, Desire's nurse, Beauty, singeth; Thy cries, O baby, set mine head on aching. The babe cries, "Way, thy love doth keep me waking.” Lully, lully, my babe, Hope cradle bringeth Unto my children alway good rest taking. The babe cries, "Way, thy love doth keep me waking." Since, baby mine, from me thy watching springeth, Sleep then a little; pap, Content is making. The babe cries, "Nay, for that abide I waking." The Shepherds' Brawl 1. We love, and have our loves rewarded. 2. We love, and are no whit regarded. 1. We find most sweet affection's snare. 2. That sweet, but sour despairful care. 1. Who can despair whom hope doth bear? 2. And who can hope that feels despair? All. As without breath no pipe doth move, No music kindly without love. Astrophel and Stella SONNET I 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 showers upon my sunburned brain. But words came halting forth, wanting Invention's stay; Invention, Nature's child, fled step-dame Study's blows; |