VOICES AT THE WINDOW
by: Sir Philip Sidney (1554-1586)
POEMS BY SIR PHILIP SIDNEY
- HO is it that, this dark night,
- Underneath my window plaineth?
- It is one who from thy sight
- Being, ah, exiled, disdaineth
- Every other vulgar light.
- Why, alas, and are you he?
- Be not yet those fancies changèd?
- Dear, when you find change in me,
- Though from me you be estrangèd,
- Let my change to ruin be.
- Well, in absence this will die:
- Leave to see, and leave to wonder.
- Absence sure will help, if I
- Can learn how myself to sunder
- From what in my heart doth lie.
- But time will these thoughts remove;
- Time doth work what no man knoweth.
- Time doth as the subject prove:
- What time still the affection groweth
- In the faithful turtle-dove.
- What if you new beauties see?
- Will not they stir new affection?
- I will think they pictures be
- (Image-like, of saint's perfection)
- Poorly counterfeiting thee.
- But your reason's purest light
- Bids you leave such minds to nourish.
- Dear, do reason no such spite!
- Never doth thy beauty flourish
- More than in my reason's sight.