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Yet sighes, deare sighes, indeede true friends you are
That do not leave your left friend at the wurst,
But, as you with my breast, I oft have nurst
So, gratefull now, you waite upon my care.

— Philip Sidney

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A fair woman shall not only command without authority but persuade without speaking.

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia (1580)

They are never alone that are accompanied with noble thoughts.

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia (1580)

High-erected thoughts seated in the heart of courtesy.

The Countess of Pembroke’s Arcadia (1580)

And thou my minde aspire to higher things;
Grow rich in that which never taketh rust.

With a tale forsooth he cometh unto you, with a tale which holdeth children from play, and old men from the chimney corner.

An Apology of Poetry, or The Defence of Poesy (1595)

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