There was something princely about Philip Sidney's boyhood and youth. The son of one of Elizabeth's ablest statesmen and the heir of his uncles, Warwick and Leicester, he was marked out for a great career. Lumen familiae suae, the gods had endowed him with every gift, intellect, imagination, courage moral and physical, "a sweet attractive kind of grace," and beauty of a rare spiritual type. At school and at Oxford he won every heart. Cecil himself fathered "my darling Master Philip" while Sir Henry Sidney was in Ireland, and hesitated between choosing him or the Earl of Oxford as a husband for his daughter. The expectations which he raised abroad during his early travels at least equalled those at home. Ardent Protestants saw in . . .
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