Sonnet 107: Stella, Since Thou So Right
Stella,
since
thou
so
right
a
princess
art
Of
all
the
powers
which
life
bestows
on
me,
That
ere
by
them
aught
undertaken
be
They
first
resort
unto
that
sovereign
part;
Sweet,
for
a
while
give
respite
to
my
heart,
Which
pants
as
though
it
still
should
leap
to
thee,
And
on
my
thoughts
give
thy
lieutenancy
To
this
great
cause,
which
needs
both
use
and
art.
And
as
a
queen,
who
from
her
presence
sends
Whom
she
employs,
dismiss
from
thee
my
wit,
Till
it
have
wrought
what
thy
own
will
attends.
On
servant's
shame
oft
master's
blame
doth
sit;
Oh
let
not
fools
in
me
thy
works
reprove,
And
scorning
say,
"See
what
it
is
to
love."