Sir Philip Sidney. "You that do search for every purling spring." Sonnet 15 from "Astrophil and Stella."

Sir Philip Sidney.

Astrophel and Stella

Sonnet XV

You that do search for every purling spring
    Which from the ribs of old Parnassus flows,
    And every flower, not sweet perhaps, which grows
    Near thereabouts into your poesy wring;
You that do dictionary's method bring
    Into your rhymes, running in rattling rows;
    You that poor Petrarch's long-deceasëd woes
    With new-born sighs and denizened wit do sing;
You take wrong ways, those far-fet helps be such
    As do bewray a want of inward touch,
    And sure at length stol'n goods do come to light.
But if, both for your love and skill, your name
    You seek to nurse at fullest breasts of Fame,
    Stella behold, and then begin to endite.

Source:
Poetry of the English Renaissance 1509-1660.
J. William Hebel and Hoyt H. Hudson, Eds.
New York: F. S. Crofts & Co., 1941. 108-109.

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