Astrophil and Stella

Sonnet 84

Highway, since you my chief Parnassus be,
   And that my muse, to some ears not unsweet,
   Tempers her words to trampling horses feet
More oft then to a chamber-melody.
Now, blessed you bear onward blessed me
   To her, where I my heart, safe-left, shall meet;
   My muse and I must you of duty greet
With thanks and wishes, wishing thankfully.
   Be you still fair, honord by public heed;
By no encroachment wronged, nor time forgot;
Nor blamed for blood, nor shamed for sinful deed;
And that you know I envy you no lot
   Of highest wish, I wish you so much bliss,
   Hundreds of years you Stella's feet may kiss.
Sir Philip Sidney

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