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Philip Sidney - Sonnet 16: In Nature Apt
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In nature apt to like when I did see 
Beauties, which were of many carats fine, 
My boiling sprites did thither soon incline, 
And, Love, I thought that I was full of thee: 

But finding not those restless flames in me, 
Which others said did make their souls to pine, 
I thought those babes of some pin`s hurt did whine, 
By my love judging what love`s pain might be. 

But while I thus with this young lion played, 
Mine eyes (shall I say curst or blest?) beheld 
Stella; now she is nam`d, need more be said? 

In her sight I a lesson new have spell`d, 
I now hav learn`d Love right, and learn`d even so, 
As who by being poisoned doth poison know.
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