Sir Phillip Sidney - Sonnet 53 - In Martial Sports

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Sir Phillip Sidney - Sonnet 53 - In Martial Sports
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In martial sports I had my cunning tried And yet to break more staves did me address: While, with the people's shouts, I must confess Youth, luck, and praise, ev'n fill'd my veins with pride; When Cupid having me his slave descried In Mars's livery, prancing in the press: "What now, Sir Fool," said he; I would no less "Look here, I say." I look'd and Stella spied Who hard by made a window send forth light My heart then quak'd, then dazzled were mine eyes; One hand forgot to rulе, th'other to fight Nor trumpet's sound I heard, nor friеndly cries; My foe came on, and beat the air for me Till that her blush taught me my shame to see
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- Sir Philip Sidney