Delphi Complete Works of Sir Philip Sidney (Illustrated)电子书

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The Poetry Collections

Astrophel and Stella

Poems from ‘The Lady of May’

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SUPPLICATION.

COME ESPILUS, COME NOW DECLARE THY SKILL

SILVANUS LONG IN LOVE, AND LONG IN VAINE

Poems from ‘The Countesse of Pembroke’s Arcadia’

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Poems from the Old Arcadia

THY ELDER CARE SHALL FROM THY CAREFULL FACE

TRANSFORMDE IN SHEWE, BUT MORE TRANSFORMDE IN MYNDE

WHAT LENGTHE OF VERSE CAN SERVE, BRAVE MOPSAS GOOD TO SHOWE

COME SHEPEARDE WEEDES BECOME YOURE MASTERS MYNDE

NOW THANCKED BEE THE GREAT GOD PAN

COME DORUS COME, LET SONGES THY SORROWES SIGNIFY

PORE PAYNTERS OFTE, WITH SILLY POETTES JOYNE

UPP, UPP PHILISIDES, LET SOROWES GOO

DOWNE, DOWNE MELAMPUS, WHAT? YOURE FELLOWE BYTE?

FORTUNE, NATURE, LOVE, LONGE HATHE CONTENDED ABOUTE MEE

YF MYNE EYES CAN SPEAKE TO DOO HARTY ARRANT

LADY RESERVED BY THE HEAVENS TO DOO PASTORS COMPANY, HONOR?

IN VAYNE, MYNE EYES YOW LABOURE TO AMEND

LETT NOT OULDE AGE DISGRACE MY HYE DESYER

SYNCE SO MYNE EYES ARE SUBJECT TO HER SIGHTE

MY SHEEPE ARE THOUGHTES W CH I BOTHE GUYDE & SERVE

YEE LIVING POWERS ENCLOSDE IN STATELY SHRYNE

MY WORDES, IN HOPE TO BLASE MY STEDFAST MYNDE

LOVED I AM, AND YET COMPLAYNE OF LOVE

OVER THESE BROOKES TRUSTING TO EASE MYNE EYES

WITH TWOO STRAUNGE FYERS OF EQUALL HEATE POSSEST

FEEDE ON MY SHEEPE, MY CHARGE, MY COMFORTE, FEEDE?

LEAVE OF MY SHEEPE, YT YS NO TYME TO FEEDE

A HATEFULL CRY, WITH HATE TO HEALE

APOLLO GREATE, WHOSE BEAMES THE GREATER WORLDE DO LIGHTE

THOW REBELL VYLE, COME, TO THY MASTER YEELDE

DORUS TELL MEE, WHERE YS THY WONTED MOTYON?

AND ARE YOW THERE OULDE PAS? IN TROUTHE I EVER THOUGHTE

AS I BEHYNDE A BUSSHE DID SITT

ALAS HOW LONGE THIS PILLGRIMAGE DOTHE LAST

FAYRE ROCKES, GOODLY RIVERS, SWEETE WOODES, WHEN SHALL I SEE PEACE?

MY MUSE, WHAT AILES THIS ARDOURE?

REASON, TELL MEE THY MYNDE, YF HERE BEE REASON?

O SWEETE WOODES, THE DELIGHTE OF SOLITARYNES?

O SWEETE GLOVE THE WITNESS OF MY SECRETT BLISSE

THE MERCHAUNT MAN, WHOME GAYNE DOTHE TEACHE Y E SEA

THE MERCHAUNT MAN, WHOME MANY SEAS HAVE TAUGHTE

PHAEBUS FAREWELL, A SWEETER SAINTE, I SERVE

SYNCE THAT THE STORMY RAGE OF PASSYONS DARCKE

HEARKE PLAYNTFULL GHOSTES, INFERNALL FURYES HARCKE?

LYKE THOSE SICKE FOLCKES IN WHOME STRAUNGE HUMORS FLOWE

HOWE YS MY SUNNE (WHOSE BEAMES ARE SHYNING BRIGHTE

THIS CAVE YS DARCKE, BUT YT HAD NEVER LIGHTE

A BANISSHED MAN LONGE BARRD FROM HIS DESYER

MY TRUE LOVE HATHE MY HARTE, AND I HAVE HIS

O WORDES WHICHE FALLE LIKE SOMER DEAWE ON MEE

DOO NOT DISDAYNE O STREIGHTE UPRAYSED PYNE?

SWEETE ROOTE SAY THOW, THE ROOTE OF MY DESYER?

YOW GOODLY PYNES WHICHE STILL WITH BRAVE ASSENT

LYKE DYVERS FLOWERS WHOSE DYVERS BEUTYES SERVE

LOOKE UP FAYRE LIDDES, THE TREASURES OF MY HARTE

WHYE DOEST THOW HASTE AWAY

O, STEALING TYME, THE SUBJECT OF DELAY

MY LUTE WITHIN THY SELF, THY TUNES ENCLOSE?

WHEN TWOO SUNNES DOO APPEARE

AURORA NOWE THOW SHEWEST THY BLUSSHING LIGHTE

BEUTY HATHE FORCE TO CATCHE THE HUMANE SIGHTE

LET HIM DRINCKE THIS, WHOME LONGE IN ARMES TO FOLDE

GETT HENCE FOWLE GREEFFE, THE CANCKER OF THE MYNDE

VERTUE BEWTY AND SPEECHE, DID STRYKE, WOUNDE, CHARME

THE LOVE WHICHE YS IMPRINTED IN MY SOWLE

WHAT TOUNGUE CAN HER PERFECTIONS TELL?

LETT MOTHER EARTHE, NOW DECK HER SELF IN FLOWERS

A NEIGHBOURE MYNE, NOT LONGE AGOO THERE WAS

WHO, DOTHE DESYER THAT CHASTE HIS WYFE SHOULDE BEE

AS I MY LITLE FLOCK ON ISTER BANCKE

IN FAYTHE GOOD HISTOR, LONGE YS YOURE DELAY

WHO HATHE HYS HYER, HATHE WELL HIS LABOURE PLASTE

O NIGHTE THE EASE OF CARE THE PLEDGE OF PLEASURE

SYNCE WAYLING YS A BUDD OF CAUSEFULL SORROWE

YEE GOTEHEARD GODS THAT LOVE THE GRASSY MOUNTEYNES?

NOW WAS OURE HEAVENLY VAULTE DEPRIVED OF THE LIGHTE

UNTO THE CAYTIFF WRETCHE WHOME LONG AFFLICTION HOLDETH

SINCE THAT TO DEATHE YS GON THE SHEPEHEARA HYE

FAREWELL O SUNNE, ARCADIAS CLEAREST LIGHTE

SINCE NATURES WORCKES BEE GOOD AND DEATHE DOTHE SERVE

O MY THOUGHTES, SWEETE FOODE MY ONELY OWNER

FEEDE ONE MY SHEEPE MY CHARDGE MY COMFORTE FEEDE

SWETE GLOVE THE SWETENES OF MY SECRETT BLISSE

THE MERCHANT MAN WHOME GAYNE DOTHE TEACHE THE SEA

Poems from the New Arcadia

WHAT LENGTH OF VERSE CAN SERVE BRAVE MOPSAS GOOD TO SHOW?

TRANSFORMD IN SHEW, BUT MORE TRANSFORMD IN MINDE

COME SHEPHEARDS WEEDES, BECOME YOUR MASTERS MINDE

NOW THANKED BE THE GREAT GOD PAN

THE FIRST ECLOGUES.

WE LOVE, AND HAVE OUR LOVES REWARDED.

COME DORUS, COME, LET SONGS THY SOROWES SIGNIFIE

AS I MY LITTLE FLOCKE ON ISTER BANKE

IN FAITH, GOOD HISTOR, LONG IS YOUR DELAY

YOU GOTE-HEARD GODS, THAT LOVE THE GRASSIE MOUNTAINES

IF MINE EYES CAN SPEAKE TO DOO HARTY ERRANDE

IN VAINE, MINE EYES, YOU LABOUR TO AMENDE

LET NOT OLD AGE DISGRACE MY HIGH DESIRE

SINCE SO MINE EYES ARE SUBJECT TO YOUR SIGHT

MY SHEEPE ARE THOUGHTS, WHICH I BOTH GUIDE AND SERVE

YOU LIVING POWRES ENCLOSED IN STATELY SHRINE

MY WORDS, IN HOPE TO BLAZE MY STEDFAST MINDE

WHAT TOONG CAN HER PERFECTIONS TELL

ALAS HOW LONG THIS PILGRIMAGE DOTH LAST?

POORE PAINTERS OFT WITH SILLY POETS JOYNE

LOVED I AM, AND YET COMPLAINE OF LOVE

OVER THESE BROOKES TRUSTING TO EASE MINE EYES

ME THOUGHT SOME STAVES HE MIST: IF SO, NOT MUCH AMISSE

WYTH TWO STRANGE FIRES OF EQUALL HEATE POSSEST

A HATEFULL CURE WITH HATE TO HEALE

THY ELDER CARE SHALL FROM THY CAREFULL FACE

APOLLO GREAT, WHOSE BEAMES THE GREATER WORLD DO LIGHT

THE SECOND ECLOGUES.

THOU REBELL VILE, COME, TO THY MASTER YELDE

DORUS, TELL ME, WHERE IS THY WONTED MOTION

AND ARE YOU THERE OLD PAS? IN TROTH I EVER THOUGHT

I JOYE IN GRIEFE, AND DOO DETEST ALL JOYES

FAIRE ROCKS, GOODLY RIVERS, SWEET WOODS, WHEN SHALL I SEE PEACE?

UNTO A CAITIFE WRETCH, WHOM LONG AFFLICTION HOLDETH

AMPHIALUS SONG TO PHILOCLEA.

THE FIRE TO SEE MY WOES FOR ANGER BURNETH

SINCE THAT TO DEATH IS GONE THE SHEPHEARD HIE

Poems from the last part of Sir Philip Sidney’s Arcadia from the Folio of 1593

PHÆBUS FAREWELL, A SWEETER SAINT I SERVE

SINCE THAT THE STORMY RAGE OF PASSIONS DARCKE

HARKE PLAINTFULL GHOSTES, INFERNALL FURIES HARKE

HOWE IS MY SUNN, WHOSE BEAMES ARE SHINING BRIGHT

A BANISHT MAN, LONG BARD FROM HIS DESIRE

MY TRUE LOVE HATH MY HART, AND I HAVE HIS

O WORDS WHICH FALL LIKE SOMMER DEAW ON ME

DO NOT DISDAINE, Ô STREIGHT UP RAISED PINE

SWEETE ROOTE SAY THOU, THE ROOTE OF MY DESIRE

YOU GOODLY PINES, WHICH STILL WITH BRAVE ASSENT

LIKE DIVERS FLOWERS, WHOSE DIVERS BEAUTIES SERVE

LOCKE UP, FAIRE LIDDES, THE TREASURE OF MY HARTE

WHY DOOST THOU HASTE AWAY

O STEALING TIME THE SUBJECT OF DELAIE

MY LUTE WHICH IN THY SELFE THY TUNES ENCLOSE

WHEN TWO SUNNES DO APPEARE

AURORA NOW THOU SHEWST THY BLUSHING LIGHT

BEAUTIE HATH FORCE TO CATCHE THE HUMANE SIGHT.

LET HIM DRINKE THIS, WHOME LONG IN ARMES TO FOLDE

GET HENCE FOULE GRIEFE, THE CANKER OF THE MINDE

VERTUE, BEAWTIE, AND SPEACH, DID STRIKE, WOUND, CHARME

THE LOVE WHICH IS IMPRINTED IN MY SOULE

LET MOTHER EARTH NOW DECKE HER SELFE IN FLOWERS

A NEIGHBOR MINE NOT LONG AGOE THERE WAS

WHO DOTH DESIRE THAT CHASTE HIS WIFE SHOULD BE

THE LADD PHILISIDES

AS I MY LITTLE FLOCKE ON ISTER BANKE

IN FAITH, GOOD HISTOR, LONG IS YOUR DELAY

WHO HATH HIS HIRE, HATH WELL HIS LABOUR PLAST

O NIGHT THE EASE OF CARE THE PLEDGE OF PLEASURE

SINCE WAYLING IS A BUD OF CAUSEFULL SOROWE

SINCE THAT TO DEATH IS GONE THE SHEPHEARD HIE

FAREWELL Ô SUNN, ARCADIAS CLEAREST LIGHT

SINCE NATURES WORKES BE GOOD, AND DEATH DOTH SERVE

Poems first printed in the Folio of 1593

FORTUNE, NATURE, LOVE, LONG HAVE CONTENDED ABOUT ME

A SHEPHEARDS TALE NO HEIGHT OF STILE DESIRES

UP, UP PHILISIDES, LET SORROWES GOE

DOWNE, DOWNE MELAMPUS; WHAT? YOUR FELLOW BITE?

MY MUSE WHAT AIL’S THIS ARDOUR

REASON, TELL ME THY MIND, IF HERE BE REASON

O SWEET WOODS THE DELIGHT OF SOLITARINES!

Certaine Sonets

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SINCE SHUNNING PAINE, I EASE CAN NEVER FIND

WHEN LOVE PUFT UP WITH RAGE OF HY DISDAINE

THE FIRE TO SEE MY WRONGS FOR ANGER BURNETH

THE NIGHTINGALE AS SOONE AS APRILL BRINGETH

SLEEPE BABIE MINE, DESIRE NURSE BEAUTIE SINGETH

O FAIRE, Ô SWEET, WHEN I DO LOOKE ON THEE

THE SCOURGE OF LIFE, AND DEATHS EXTREAME DISGRACE

HORACE, 65-8 BC (ORIG.) : YOU BETTER SURE SHALL LIVE, NOT EVERMORE

CATULLUS, GAIUS VALERIUS, 84-54 BC (ORIG.) : UNTO NO BODY MY WOMAN SAITH SHE HAD RATHER A WIFE BE

FAIRE SEEKE NOT TO BE FEARD, MOST LOVELY BELOVED BY THY SERVANTS

LIKE AS THE DOVE WHICH SEELED UP DOTH FLIE

E. D.

MY MISTRESSE LOWERS AND SAITH I DO NOT LOVE

IN WONTED WALKES, SINCE WONTED FANCIES CHANGE

IF I COULD THINKE HOW THESE MY THOUGHTS TO LEAVE

A FAREWELL.

FINDING THOSE BEAMES, WHICH I MUST EVER LOVE

THE 7. WONDERS OF ENGLAND .

WHO HATH HIS FANCIE PLEASED

THE SMOKES OF MELANCHOLY.

WHEN TO MY DEADLIE PLEASURE

NO, NO, NO, NO, I CANNOT HATE MY FOE

AL MY SENSE THY SWEETNESSE GAINED

WHAT CHANGES HERE, Ô HAIRE

OF THIS HIGH GRACE WITH BLISSE CONJOYN’D

RING OUT YOUR BELLES, LET MOURNING SHEWES BE SPREAD

THOU BLIND MANS MARKE, THOU FOOLES SELFE CHOSEN SNARE

LEAVE ME Ô LOVE, WHICH REACHEST BUT TO DUST

Two Pastorels

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JOYNE MATES IN MIRTH TO ME

DISPRAISE OF A COURTLY LIFE.

Psalms of David

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PSALM I. BEATUS VIR .

PSALM II. QUARE FREMUERUNT GENTES .

PSALM III. DOMINE QUID MULTIPLIC

PSALM IV. CUM INVOCAREM .

PSALM V. VERBA MEA AURIBUS .

PSALM VI. DOMINE NE IN FURORE .

PSALM VII. DOMINE, DEUS MEUS .

PSALM VIII. DOMINE, DOMINUS .

PSALM IX. CONFITEBOR TIBI .

PSALM X. UT QUID DOMINE?

PSALM XI. IN DOMINO CONFIDO .

PSALM XII. SALVUM ME FAC .

PSALM XIII. USQUE QUO, DOMINE?

PSALM XIV. DIXIT INSIPIENS .

PSALM XV. DOMINE, QUIS HABITABIT?

PSALM XVI. CONSERVA ME .

PSALM XVII. EXAUDI DOMINE JUSTITIAM .

PSALM XVIII. DILIGAM TE .

PSALM XIX. COELI ENARRANT .

PSALM XX. EXAUDIAT TE DOMINUS .

PSALM XXI. DOMINE IN VIRTUTE .

PSALM XXII. DEUS DEUS MEUS .

PSALM XXIII. DOMINUS REGIT ME .

PSALM XXIV. DOMINI EST TERRA .

PSALM XXV. AD TE, DOMINE .

PSALM XXVI. JUDICA ME, DOMINE .

PSALM XXVII. DOMINUS ILLUMINATIO .

PSALM XXVIII. AD TE DOMINE .

PSALM XXIX. AFFERTE DOMINO .

PSALM XXX. EXALTABO TE DOMINE .

PSALM XXXI. IN TE DOMINE SPERAVI .

PSALM XXXII. BEATI, QUORUM .

PSALM XXXIII. EXULTATE JUSTI .

PSALM XXXIV. BENEDICAM DOMINO .

PSALM XXXV. JUDICA, DOMINE .

PSALM XXXVI. DIXIT INJUSTUS .

PSALM XXXVII. NOLI ÆMULARI .

PSALM XXXVIII. DOMINE NE IN FURORE .

PSALM XXXIX. DIXI CUSTODIAM .

PSALM XL. EXPECTANS EXPECTAVI .

PSALM XLI. BEATUS QUI INTELLIGIT .

PSALM XLII. QUEMADMODUM .

PSALM XLIII. JUDICA ME DEUS .

The Poems

List of Poems in Chronological Order

List of Poems in Alphabetical Order

The Masque

The Lady of May

The Prose

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia - Old Arcadia

CONTENTS

THE FIRST BOOK OR ACT OF THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE’S ARCADIA

HERE BEGINS THE FIRST ECLOGUES

THE SECOND BOOK OR ACT

HERE BEGIN THE SECOND ECLOGUES

THE THIRD BOOK OR ACT

THE THIRD ECLOGUES

THE FOURTH BOOK OR ACT

THE FOURTH ECLOGUES

THE LAST BOOK OR ACT

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia - New Arcadia

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TO THE READER.

THE FIRST BOOKE.

THE FIRST ECLOGES.

THE SECOND BOOKE.

THE SECOND ECLOGUES.

THE THIRDE BOOKE.

THE THIRDE EGLOGES.

THE FOVRTH BOOKE.

THE FOURTH EGLOGUES.

THE FIFTH BOOKE.

An Apologie for Poetry

A Discourse on Irish Affairs

The Queenes Majesty Touching Hir Mariage with Monsieur

Defence of the Earl of Leicester

Of the Trewnes of the Christian Religion

Correspondence

CONTENTS

LETTER I

LETTER II

LETTER III

LETTER IV

LETTER V

LETTER VI

LETTER VII

LETTER VIII

LETTER IX

LETTER X

LETTER XI

LETTER XII

LETTER XIII

LETTER XIV

LETTER XV

LETTER XVI

LETTER XVII

LETTER XVIII

LETTER XIX

LETTER XX

LETTER XXI

LETTER XXII

LETTER XXIII

LETTER XXIV

LETTER XXV

LETTER XXVI

LETTER XXVII

LETTER XXVIII

LETTER XXIX

LETTER XXX

LETTER XXXI

LETTER XXXII

LETTER XXXIII

LETTER XXXIV

LETTER XXXV

LETTER XXXVI

LETTER XXXVII

LETTER XXXVIII

LETTER XXXIX

LETTER XL

LETTER XLI

LETTER XLII

LETTER XLIII

LETTER XLIV

LETTER XLV

LETTER XLVI

LETTER XLVII

LETTER XLVIII

LETTER XLIX

LETTER V

LETTER LI

LETTER LII

LETTER LIII

LETTER LIV

LETTER LV

LETTER LVI

LETTER LVII

LETTER LVIII

LETTER LIX

LETTER LX

LETTER LXI

LETTER LXII

LETTER LXIII

LETTER LXIV

LETTER LXV

LETTER LXVI

LETTER LXVII

LETTER LXVIII

LETTER LXIX

LETTER LXX

LETTER LXXI

LETTER LXXII

LETTER LXXIII

LETTER LXXIV

LETTER LXXV

LETTER LXXVI

LETTER LXXVII

LETTER LXXVIII

LETTER LXXIX

LETTER LXXX

LETTER LXXXI

LETTER LXXXII

LETTER LXXXIII

LETTER LXXXIV

LETTER LXXXV

LETTER LXXXVI

LETTER LXXXVII

LETTER LXXXVIII

LETTER LXXXIX

LETTER XC

LETTER XCI

LETTER XCII

LETTER XCIII

LETTER XCIV

LETTER XCV

LETTER XCVI

LETTER XCVII

LETTER XCVIII

LETTER XCIX

LETTER C

LETTER CI

LETTER CII

LETTER CIII

LETTER CIV

LETTER CV

LETTER CVI

LETTER CVII

LETTER CVIII

LETTER CIX

LETTER CX

LETTER CXI

LETTER CXII

LETTER CXIII

LETTER CXIV

The Biographies

The Life and Times of Sir Philip Sidney by S. M. Henry Davis

CONTENTS

FROM THE AUTHOR.

CHAPTER I.

CHAPTER II.

CHAPTER III.

CHAPTER IV.

CHAPTER V.

CHAPTER VI.

CHAPTER VII.

CHAPTER VIII.

CHAPTER IX.

CHAPTER X.

Introduction to Philip Sidney by Henry Morley

The Delphi Classics Catalogue

Series Contents

Alphabetical List of Titles