Poems by Michael Drayton
The Battle Of Agincourt
... On the false Frenchmen!They now to fight are gone, ...
Sonnet LXIII: Truce, Gentle Love
... Methinks 'tis long since first these wars begun ...
To the Reader of These Sonnets
... No far-fetch'd sigh shall ever wound my breast, ...
Sonnet XXII: With Fools and Children
... To FollyWith fools and children, good discretion bears ...
Sonnet XXXVIII: Sitting Alone, Love
... And Love, condemning Reason's reason wholly, ...
The Parting
... --Now if thou wouldst, when all have given him over, ...
Sonnet XX: An Evil Spirit
... By this good wicked spirit, sweet angel-devil ...
To The Virginian Voyage
... Frighting the wide heaven!And in regions far ...
Sonnet LII: What? Dost Thou Mean
... Whose breast is proof against complaint or prayer ...
Idea XX
... s to drive it out I try,With greater torments then it me doth take,And tortures me in most extremity ...
Idea XXXI
... iate ear,Think'st thou my love shall in those rags be dress'dThat ev'ry dowdy, ev'ry trull doth wear ...
Idea XXXVII
... t, abuse me only thus,That ev'ry creature to his kind dost call,And yet 'tis thou dost only sever us ...
Idea: To the Reader of these Sonnets
... s sportively I range:My Muse is rightly of the English strain,That cannot long one fashion entertain ...
Sonnet XXV: O Why Should Nature
... Else should my lines glide on the waves of Rhene ...
Roc
... From Forrest, Fields, from Rivers and from Pons, ...
