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Philip Sidney - Sonnet 88: Out, Traitor Absence
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Out, traitor Absence, darest thou counsel me 
From my dear captainess to run away, 
Because in brave array here marched she 
That to win me, oft shows a present pay? 

Is faith so weak? Or is such force in thee? 
When sun is hid, can stars such beams display? 
Cannot heav`n`s food, once felt, keep stomachs free
From base desire on earthly cates to prey? 

Tush, Absence, while thy mists eclipse that light, 
My orphan sense flies to th`inward sight 
Where memory sets forth the beams of love; 

That where before heart lov`d and eyes did see, 
In heart both sight and love now coupl`d be; 
United powers make each the stronger prove.
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