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Philip Sidney - Sonnet 29: Like Some Weak Lords
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Like some weak lords, neighbor`d by mighty kings, 
To keep themselves and their chief cities free, 
Do easily yield, that all their coasts may be 
Ready to store their camps of needful things: 

So Stella`s heart finding what power Love brings, 
To keep itself in life and liberty, 
Doth willing grant, that in the frontiers he 
Use all to help his other conquerings: 

And thus her heart escapes, but thus her eyes 
Serve him with shot, her lips his heralds are; 
Her breasts his tents, legs his triumphal car; 

Her flesh his food, her skin his armor brave, 
And I, but for bacuse my prospect lies 
Upon that coast, am giv`n up for a slave.
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