Sonnet 45

Philip Sidney (1554–1586) · 1591

iambic pentameter · ABBAABBACDCDEE · 14 lines · from Astrophel and Stella

I curst thee oft, I pittie now thy case,Blind hitting Boy, since shee that thee and meRules with a becke, so tyranniseth thee,That thou must want or foode or dwelling place;For Shee protests to banish thee her face.Her face (ô Love) a roge thou then should’st bee,If Love learne not alone to love and see,Without desire to feede on further grace.Alas poore wagge, that now a Scholler artTo such a Schoole-mistris, whose lessons newThou needes must misse, and so thou needes must smart;Yet deere, let me this pardon get of you,So long though he from booke mich to desire.Till without Fuell, thou can make hote fire.

Words in this poem

curst a.
Froward; malignant; mischievous; malicious; snarling. [SeeCurse.]
wagge v. t.
To move one way and the other with quick turns; to shake to and fro; to move vibratingly; to cause to vibrate, as a part of the body; as, to wag the head. [OE. waggen; probably of Scand. origin; cf. Sw. vagga to rock a cradle, vagga cradle, Icel. vagga, Dan. vugge; akin to AS. wagian to move, wag, wegan to bear, ca]
mich v. i.
To lie hid; to skulk; to act, or carry one's self, sneakingly. [OE. michen; cf. OE. muchier, mucier, to conceal, F. musser, and OHG. muhhen to waylay. Cf. Micher, Curmudgeon, Muset.]
fuell v. t.
To feed with fuel.
hote v. t.
To command; to enjoin. Piers Plowman.

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

About this text

Sonnet 45 is in the public domain. This text is taken from Sir P.S.: His Astrophel and Stella Wherein the excellence of sweete poesie is concluded, Project Gutenberg ebook #56375; the transcription's header, footer and licence were removed and nothing else was changed. You may copy, print and reuse it freely.

Cite as: Philip Sidney, Sonnet 45, in Astrophel and Stella (1591), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #56375, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/sidney-astrophel/sonnet-45.html, id L04801.

Form and metre

Sonnet 45 is 14 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes ABBAABBACDCDEE. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 88%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.1 syllables. 2 lines end on an unstressed syllable, a feminine ending. 21% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

See other poems in iambic pentameter.

Measured by Laurel's pipeline, not copied from a handbook: how stress and metre are counted, how rhyme is lettered, how a drifted rhyme is found. Where the dictionary cannot confirm a rhyme the letter is withheld, not guessed.

Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 ABBAABBACDCDEE caseA · meB · theeB · placeA · faceA · beeB · seeB · graceA · artC · newD · smartC · youD · desireE · fireE
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic pentameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
I curst thee oft, I pittie now thy case,10··········
Blind hitting Boy, since shee that thee and me10·/˘·······
Rules with a becke, so tyranniseth thee,10··········
That thou must want or foode or dwelling place;10·······/˘·
For Shee protests to banish thee her face.10··˘/·/˘···
Her face (ô Love) a roge thou then should’st bee,9·········
If Love learne not alone to love and see,10····˘/····
Without desire to feede on further grace.10··˘/···/˘·
Alas poore wagge, that now a Scholler art10˘/·····/˘·
To such a Schoole-mistris, whose lessons new11········/˘·
Thou needes must misse, and so thou needes must smart;10··········
Yet deere, let me this pardon get of you,10·····/˘···
So long though he from booke mich to desire.11········˘/˘
Till without Fuell, thou can make hote fire.11···/˘····/˘

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