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Philip Sidney - Sonnet 36: Stella, Whence Doth This
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Stella, whence doth this new assault arise, 
A conquer`d, yielden, ransack`d heart to win? 
Whereto long since through my long batter`d eyes, 
Whole armies of thy beauties entered in. 

And there long since, Love thy lieutenant lies, 
My forces raz`d, thy banners rais`d within: 
Of conquest, do not these effects suffice, 
But wilt now war upon thine own begin? 

With so sweet voice, and by sweet Nature so 
In sweetest strength, so sweetly skill`d withal, 
In all sweet stratagems sweet Art can show, 

That not my soul, which at thy foot did fall 
Long since, forc`d by thy beams, but stone nor tree 
By Sense`s privilege, can `scape from thee.
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