Sonnet 95

Philip Sidney (1554–1586) · 1591

iambic pentameter · 14 lines · from Astrophel and Stella

Though with good cause thou lik’st so well the night.Since kind or chaunce gives both one libertie,Both sadly blacke, both blackly darkned be:Night bard from Sunne, thou from thine own Sunnes lightSilence in both displaies his sullen might:Slowe Heavens in both do hold the one degree,That full of doubts, thou of perplexitie:Thy teares expresse nights native moysture right,In both a wofull solitarines:In night of Spirites the gastly power sturr,And in our sprites are Spirits gastlines:But but (alas) nights sights the ods hath fure,For that at length invites us to some rest,Thou though still tyr’d, yet still dost it detest.

Words in this poem

sadly adv.
Wearily; heavily; firmly.
blackly adv.
In a black manner; darkly, in color; gloomily; threateningly; atrociously.
sullen a.
Lonely; solitary; desolate. Wyclif (Job iii. 14). [OE. solein, solain, lonely, sullen; through Old French fr. (assumed) LL. solanus solitary, fr. L. solus alone. See Sole, a.]
wofull a.
Full of woe; sorrowful; distressed with grief or calamity; afflicted; wretched; unhappy; sad.
detest v. t.
To witness against; to denounce; to condemn. [L. detestare, detestatum, and detestari, to curse while calling a deity to witness, to execrate, detest; de + testari to be a witness, testify, testis a witness]

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

About this text

Sonnet 95 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 95, in Astrophel and Stella (1591), text of Project Gutenberg ebook #56375, Laurel, https://laurelpoetry.com/poem/sidney-astrophel/sonnet-95.html, id L04851.

Form and metre

Sonnet 95 is 14 lines in a single stanza. The metre is iambic pentameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 83%). 92% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 10.0 syllables. 7% of the lines run on without a stop at the line end.

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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 A-BAAB-AC-C-DD nightA · libertie · beB · lightA · mightA · degreeB · perplexitie · rightA · solitarinesC · sturr · gastlinesC · fure · restD · detestD
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
Though with good cause thou lik’st so well the night.10··········
Since kind or chaunce gives both one libertie,10··········
Both sadly blacke, both blackly darkned be:10·/˘··/˘·˘·
Night bard from Sunne, thou from thine own Sunnes light10··········
Silence in both displaies his sullen might:10/˘··˘/·/˘·
Slowe Heavens in both do hold the one degree,11·/˘······˘/
That full of doubts, thou of perplexitie:10··········
Thy teares expresse nights native moysture right,10·····/˘···
In both a wofull solitarines:9·········
In night of Spirites the gastly power sturr,10···/˘···/·
And in our sprites are Spirits gastlines:10··/˘··/˘··
But but (alas) nights sights the ods hath fure,10··˘/······
For that at length invites us to some rest,10····˘/····
Thou though still tyr’d, yet still dost it detest.10········˘/

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