Astrophil and Stella

Sonnet 24

Rich fools there be whose base and filthy heart 
Lies hatching still the goods wherein they flow, 
And damning their own selves to Tantal's smart, 
Wealth breeding want; more rich, more wretched grow: 
   Yet to those fools heaven doth such wit impart 
As what their hands do hold, their heads do know, 
And knowing love, and loving lay apart 
As sacred things, far from all dangers show. 
   But that rich fool, who by blind fortune's lot 
The richest gem of love and life enioys, 
And can with foul abuse such beauties blot; 
Let him, deprived of sweet but unfelt joys, 
   Exiled for aye from those high treasures which 
   He knows not, grow in only folly rich!    
Sir Philip Sidney

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