Astrophil and Stella

Sonnet 103

O happy Thames, that didst my Stella bear!
I saw thee with full 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
Ravished, stayed not, till in her golden hair
They did themselves (O sweetest prison) twine.
   And fain those Æol's youths there would their stay
Have made, but forced by nature still to fly,
First did with puffing kiss those locks display:
She, so dishevelled blushed: from window I
   With sight thereof cried out, O fair disgrace,
   Let honour's self to thee grant highest place. 
Sir Philip Sidney

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