Feb 14, 2009 15:53
In honor of said holiday, please enjoy a completely ridiculous sonnet.
Sonnet 63, Astrophil and Stella
by Sir Philip Sidney
O grammar rules, O now your virtue show;
So children still read you with aweful eyes,
As my young dove may, in your precepts wise,
Her grant to me by my own virtue know;
For late, with heart most high, with eyes most low,
I craved the thing which ever she denies;
She, lightning Love displaying Venus's skies,
Lest once should not be heard, twice said, No, No!
Sing then, my muse, now Io Paean sing;
Heav'ns envy not at my high triumphing,
But grammar's force with sweet success confirm;
For grammar says-Oh this, dear Stella weigh-
For grammar says-to grammar who says nay?
That in one speech two negatives affirm.