Oh happy Thames, that didst my Stella bear,
I saw thyself with many a smiling line
Upon thy cheerful face, Joy's livery wear,
While those fair planets on thy streams did shine.
The boat for joy could not to dance forbear,
While wanton winds with beauties so divine
Ravish'd, stay'd not, till in her golden hair
They did themselves (oh sweetest prison) twine.
And fain those Aeol's youth there would their stay
Have mde, but, forc'd by Nature still to fly,
First did with puffing kiss those locks display:
She so dishevel'd, blush'd; from window I
With sight thereof cried out; oh fair disgrace,
Let Honor self to thee grant highest place.
Sonnet 103: Oh Happy Thames
Sir Philip Sidney
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Poem topics: dance, hair, happy, kiss, nature, grant, place, face, prison, shine, divine, honor, golden, window, display, youth, stella, joy, stay, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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