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A12226	Syr P.S. His Astrophel and Stella Wherein the excellence of sweete poesie is concluded. To the end of which are added, sundry other rare sonnets of diuers noble men and gentlemen.; Astrophel and Stella	Sidney, Philip, Sir, 1554-1586.; Newman, Thomas, fl. 1587-1598. aut; Nash, Thomas, 1567-1601. aut; Daniel, Samuel, 1562-1619. aut	1591 (1591)	STC 22536; ESTC S102409	44,257	100

Syr. P. S. His Astrophel and Stella Wherein the excellence of sweete Poesie is concluded To the end of which are added sundry other rare Sonnets of diuers Noble men and Gentlemen At London Printed for Thomas Newman Anno. Domini 1591. To the worshipfull and his very good Freende Ma. Frauncis Flower Esquire increase of all content IT was my fortune right worshipfull not many daies since to light vpon the famous deuice of Astrophel and Stella which carrying the generall commendation of all men of iudgement and being reported to be one of the rarest things that euer any Englishman set abroach I haue thought good to publish it vnder your name both for I know the excellencie of your worships conceipt aboue all other to be such as is onely fit to discerne of all matters of wit as also for the credite and countenaunce your patronage may giue to such a worke Accept of it I beseech you as the first fruites of my affection which desires to approoue it selfe in all dutie vnto you and though the Argument perhaps may seeme too light for your graue viewe yet considering the worthines of the Author I hope you will entertaine it accordingly For my part I haue beene very carefull in the Printing of it and where as being spred abroade in written Coppies it had gathered much corruption by ill Writers I haue vsed their helpe and aduice in correcting restoring it to his first dignitie that I knowe were of skill and experience in those matters And the rather was I moued to sette it forth because I thought it pittie anie thing proceeding from so rare a man shoulde bee obscured or that his fame should not still be nourisht in his works whom the works with one vnited griefe bewailed Thus crauing pardon for my bold attempt desiring the continuance of your worshippes fauour vnto mee I ende Yours alwaies to be commaunded Tho Newman Somewhat to reade for them that list TEmpus adest plausus aurea pompa venit so endes the Sceane of Idiots and enter Astrophel in pompe Gentlemen that haue seene a thousand lines of folly drawn forth ex vno puncto impudentiae two famous Mountains to goe to the conception of one Mouse that haue had your eares deafned with the eccho of Fames brasen towres when only they haue been toucht with a leaden pen that haue seene Pan sitting in his bower of delights a number of Midasses to admire his miserable hornepipes let not your surfeted sight new come frō such puppetplay think scorne to turn aside into this Theater of pleasure for here you shal find a paper stage streud with pearle an artificial heau'n to ouershadow the faire frame christal wals to encounter your curious eyes whiles the tragicommody of loue is performed by starlight The chiefe Actor here is Melpomene whose dusky robes dipt in the ynke of teares as yet seeme to drop when I view them neere The argument cruell chastitie the Prologue hope the Epilogue dispaire videte queso et linguis animisque fauete And here peraduenture my witles youth may be taxt with a margent note of presumption for offering to put vp any motion of applause in the behalfe of so excellent a Poet the least sillable of whose name sounded in the eares of iudgement is able to giue the meanest line he writes a dowry of immortality yet those that obserue how iewels oftētimes com to their hands that know not their value that the cockscombes of our daies like Esops Cock had rather haue a Barly kernell wrapt vp in a Ballet then they wil dig for the welth of wit in any ground that they know not I hope wil also hold me excused though I open the gate to his glory inuite idle eares to the admiration of his melancholy Quid petitur sacris nisi tantum fama poetis Which although it be oftentimes imprisoned in Ladyes casks the president bookes of such as cannot see without another mans spectacles yet at length it breakes foorth in spight of his keepers and vseth some priuate penne in steed of a picklock to procure his violent enlargement The Sunne for a time may maske his golden head in a cloud yet in the end the thicke vaile doth vanish and his embellished blandishment appeares Long hath Astrophel Englands Sunne withheld the beames of his spirite from the common veiw of our darke sence and night hath houered ouer the gardens of the nine Sisters while Ignis fatuus and grosse fatty flames such as commonly arise out of Dunghilles haue tooke occasion in the middest eclipse of his shining perfections to wander a broade with a wispe of paper at their tailes like Hobgoblins and leade men vp and downe in a circle of absurditie a whole weeke and neuer know where they are But nowe that cloude of sorrow is dissolued which fierie Loue exhaled from his dewie haire and affection hath vnburthened the labouring streames of her wombe in the lowe cesterne of his graue the night hath resigned her iettie throne vnto Lucifer and cleere daylight possesseth the skie that was dimmed wherfore breake of your daunce you Fayries and Elues and from the fieldes with the torne carcases of your Timbrils for your kingdome is expired Put out your rush candles you Poets and Rimers and bequeath your crazed quaterzayns to the Chaundlers for loe here he cōmeth that hath broēk your legs Apollo hath resigned his Iuory Harp vnto Astrophel he like Mercury must lull you a sleep with his musicke Sleepe Argus sleep Ignorance sleep Impudence for Mercury hath Io onely Io Paean belongeth to Astrophel Deare Astrophel that in the ashes of thy Loue liuest againe like the Phoenix ô might thy bodie as thy name liue againe likewise here amongst vs but the earth the mother of mortalitie hath snacht thee too soone into her chilled colde armes and will not let thee by any meanes be drawne from her deadly imbrace and thy diuine Soule carried on an Angels wings to heauen is installed in Hermes place sole prolocutor to the Gods Therefore mayest thou neuer returne from the Elisian fieldes like Orpheus therefore must we euer mourne for our Orpheus Fayne would a seconde spring of passion heere spende it selfe on his sweet remembrance but Religion that rebuketh prophane lamentation drinkes in the riuers of those dispaireful teares which languorous ruth hath outwelled bids me looke back to the house of honor where frō one the selfe same roote of renowne I shal find many goodly branches deriued such as with the spreading increase of their vertues may somwhat ouershadow the griefe of his los. Amongst the which fayre sister of Phoebus eloquent secretary to the Muses most rare Countesse of Pembroke thou art not to be omitted whom Artes doe adore as a second Minerua and our Poets extoll as the Patronesse of their inuention for in thee the Lesbian Sappho with her lirick Harpe is disgraced the Laurel Garlande which thy Brother so brauely aduaunst

faith of priuiledge could no whit protect it That was with bloud and three yeres witnes signed VVhereby she had no cause once to suspect it For well she saw my loue and how I pined Yet no hopes letter would her brow reueale mee No comforts hue which falling spirits erecteth VVhat bootes to lawes of succour to appeale mee Ladies and tyrants neuer lawes respecteth Then there I die where I had hope to liuen And by her hand that better might haue giuen Sonnet 18. LOoke in my griefes blame me not to mourne From thought to thought that lead a life so bad Fortunes Orphan hers and the worlds scorne VVhose clowded brow doth make my daies so bad Long are their nights whose cares doo neuer sleepe Lothsome their dayes whom neuer sunne yet ioyed A pleasing griefe impressed hath so deepe That thus I liue both day and night annoyed Yet since the sweetest roote doth yeeld thus much Her praise from my complaint I must not part I loue the effect because the cause is such I praise hir face and blame hir flintie hart VVhilst that we make the world admire at vs Her for disdaine and me for louing thus Sonnet 19. HAppie in sleepe waking content to languish Imbracing cloudes by night in day time mourne All things I loth saue hir and mine owne anguish Pleasd in my heart mooued to liue forlorne Nought doe I craue but loue death or my Ladie Horce with crying mercie mercie yet my merit So manie vowes and praiers euer made I That now at length to yeeld meere pittie were it Yet since the Hidra of my cares renewing Reuiues still sorrowes of hir fresh disdaining Still must I goe the Summer winds pursuing And nothing but hir loue and my harts paining Weep howrs grieue daies sigh months still mourn yearly Thus must I doe because I loue hir dearelie Sonnet 20. IF Beautie bright be doubled with a frowne That Pitie cannot shine through to my blisse And Disdaines vapors are thus ouergrowen That my liues light to me quite darkened is VVhy trouble I the world then with my cries The aire with sighs the earth below with teares Since I liue hatefull to those ruthfull eyes Vexing with my vntuned mone her daintie eares If I haue lou'd her dearer than my breath My breath that cals the heauens to witnes it And still hold her most deare vntill my death And if that all this cannot mooue one whit Yet let hir say that shee hath done me wrong To vse me thus and know I lou'd so long Sonnet 2. COme Death the Anchor hold of al my thoughts My last resort whereto my Soule appealeth For all too long on earth my fancie dotes Whiles dearest blood my fierie passions sealeth That hart is now the prospectiue of horror That honoured hath the cruelst Faire that liueth The cruelst Faire that knowes I languish for her And neuer mercie to my merite giueth This is the Laurell and her tryumphes prise To tread mee downe with foote of her disgrace Whilst I did build my fortune in her eyes And laid my soules rest on so faire a face That rest I lost my Loue my life and all Thus high attempts to lowe disgrace do fall Sonnet 22. IF this be Loue to drawe a wearie breath To paint on flods till the shore crie to the aire With prone aspect still treading on the earth Sad horror pale griefe prostrate dispaire If this be Loue to warre against my soule Rise vp to waile lie downe to sigh to grieue me With ceaseles toyle Cares restlesse stones to roule Still to complaine and mone whilst none relieue me If this be Loue to languish in such care Loathing the light the world my selfe and all VVith interrupted sleepes fresh griefes repaire And breath out horror in perplexed thrall If this be Loue to liue a liuing death Loe then loue I and draw this wearie breath Sonnet 23. MY cares drawes on my euerlasting night And horrors sable clowds dims my liues sunne That my liues sunne and thou my worldly light Shall rise no more to me my daies are donne Ile goe before vnto the myrtle shades To attend the presence of my worldes deare And dresse a bed of flowers that neuer fades And all things fit against her comming there If anie aske why that so soone I came Ile hide her fault and say it was my lot In life and death Ile tender her good name My life and death shall neuer be her blot Although the world this deed of hirs may blame The Elisian ghoasts shall neuer know the same Sonnet 24. THe Starre of my mishap imposd my paining To spend the Aprill of my yeares in crying That neuer found my fortune but in wayning VVith still fresh cares my bloud and bodie trying Yet her I blame not though she might haue blest me But my desiers wings so high aspiring Now melted with the Sunne that hath possest me Downe doo I fall from of my high desiring And in my fall doo crie for mercie speedie No piteous eye lookes backe vpon my mourning No helpe I finde when now most fauour neede I My Ocean teares drowne me and quench my burning And this my death must christen her anew Whiles faith doth bid my cruell Faire adieu Sonnet 25. TO heare the impost of a faith not faining That dutie paies and her disdaine extorteth These beare the message of my wofull paining These Oliue braunches mercie still exorteth These tributarie plaints with chast desires I send those eyes the cabinets of loue The paradise where to my soule aspires From out this hell which my afflictions proue Wherein poore soule I liue exil'd from mirth Pensiue alone none but dispaire about me My ioyes liberties perisht in their birth My care's long liu'd and will not die without me What shall I doo but sigh and waile the while My martyrdome exceedes the highest stile Sonnet 26. I Once may I see when yeares may wrecke my wrong And golden haires may change to siluer wyer And those bright rayes that kindle all this fier Shall faile in force their power not so strong Her beautie now the burden of my song VVhose glorious blaze the worlds eie doth admire Must yeeld her praise to tirant times desire Then fades the flower which fed her pride so long VVhen if she grieue to gaze her in her glasse VVhich then presents her winter withred hieu Goe you my verse goe tell her what she was For what she was she best may finde in you Your fierie heate lets not her glorie passe But Phoenix like to make her liue anew Sonnet 27. RAising my hope on hills of high desire Thinking to scale the heauen of her hart My slender meane presumes too high a part For disdaines thunderbolt made me retire And threw me downe to paine in all this fire Where lo I languish in so heauie smart Because th'attempt was far aboue my Art Hir state brooks not poore soules should come so nie hir Yet I protest my high aspiring will Was