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Philip Sidney - Sonnet 68: Stella, The Only Planet
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Stella, the only planet of my light, 
Light of my life, and life of my desire, 
Chief good, whereto my hope doth only aspire, 
World of my wealth, and heav`n of my delight: 

Why dost thou spend the treasure of thy sprite, 
With voice more fit to wed Amphion`s lyre, 
Seeking to quench in me the noble fire 
Fed by thy worth, and kindled by thy sight? 

And all in vain, for while thy breath most sweet, 
With choicest words, thy words with reasons rare, 
Thy reasons firmly set on Virtue`s feet, 

Labor to kill in me this killing care: 
Oh, think I then, what paradise of joy 
It is, so fair a Virtue to enjoy.
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