Difference between revisions of "Sir Philip Sidney, Not at first sight (1591)"

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Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot

Love gave the wound, which while I breathe will bleed;

But known worth did in mine of time proceed,

Till by degrees it had full conquest got::

I saw and liked, I liked but loved not;

I lov'd, but straight did not what Love decreed.

At length to love's decrees I, forc'd, agreed,

Yet with repining at so partial lot.

Now even that footstep of lost liberty

Is gone, and now like slave-born Muscovite

I call it praise to suffer tyranny;

And now employ the remnant of my wit

To make myself believe that all is well,

While with a feeling skill I paint my hell.

Sir Philip Sidney. "Loving in Truth." Astrophel and Stella. London: Thomas Newman, 1591.

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 ==Text==
-Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot<br>
-Love gave the wound, which while I breathe will bleed;<br>
+:Not at first sight, nor with a dribbed shot
-But known worth did in mine of time proceed,<br>
+:Love gave the wound, which while I breathe will bleed;
-Till by degrees it had full conquest got&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>
+:But known worth did in mine of time proceed,
-&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I saw and liked, I liked but loved not;<br>
+:Till by degrees it had full conquest got::
-I lov'd, but straight did not what Love decreed.<br>
+::I saw and liked, I liked but loved not;
-At length to love's decrees I, forc'd, agreed,<br>
+:I lov'd, but straight did not what Love decreed.
-Yet with repining at so partial lot.<br>
+:At length to love's decrees I, forc'd, agreed,
-&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Now even that footstep of lost liberty<br>
+:Yet with repining at so partial lot.
-Is gone, and now like slave-born Muscovite<br>
+::Now even that footstep of lost liberty
-I call it praise to suffer tyranny;<br>
+:Is gone, and now like slave-born Muscovite
-&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;And now employ the remnant of my wit<br>
+:I call it praise to suffer tyranny;
-To make myself believe that all is well,<br>
+::And now employ the remnant of my wit
-While with a feeling skill I paint my hell.<br>
+:To make myself believe that all is well,
+:While with a feeling skill I paint my hell.
 ==First Edition==