With how sad steps, O Moon, thou climb’st the skies! How silently, and with how wan a face! Sir Philip Sidney
My true love hath my heart, and I have his,
By just exchange, one for the other given.
I hold his dear, and mine he cannot miss,
There never was a better bargain driven.
Sir Philip Sidney
Come Sleep! Oh Sleep, the certain knot of peace,
The baiting-place of wit, the balm of woe,
The poor man’s wealth, the prisoner’s release,
Th’indifferent judge between the high and low.
Sir Philip Sidney
Desire! desire, I have too dearly bought
With price of mangled mind thy worthless ware;
Sir Philip Sidney
Poetry…is…a speaking picture, with this end: to teach and delight. Sir Philip Sidney
He cometh unto you with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney-corner. Sir Philip Sidney
They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts. Sir Philip Sidney
A true knight is fuller of bravery in the midst, than in the beginning of danger. Sir Philip Sidney
A brave captain, is as a root, out of which (as branches) the courage of his soldiers doth spring.
A noble heart, like the sun, showeth its greatest countenance in its lowest estate.
Ambition, like love, can abide no lingering; and ever urgeth on his own successes, hating nothing but what may stop them.
No sword bites so fiercely as an evil tongue. Sir Philip Sidney