Because I breathe not love to every one,
Nor do not use set colours for to wear,
Nor nourish special locks of vowed hair,
Nor give each speech a full point of a groan,
The courtly nymphs, acquainted with the moan
Of them who in their lips Love's standard bear,
"What, he!" say they of me, "now I dare swear
He cannot love. No, no, let him alone."—
And think so still, so Stella know my mind!
Profess indeed I do not Cupid's art;
But you, fair maids, at length this true shall find,
That his right badge is worn but in the heart.
Dumb swans, not chattering pies, do lovers prove:
They love indeed who quake to say they love.
Astrophel And Stella-sonnet Liv
Sir Philip Sidney
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Poem topics: I love you, alone, hair, heart, special, speech, mind, true, prove, point, swear, stella, breathe, I miss you, love, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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