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Born in 1563 / Died in December 23, 1631 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by Michael Drayton

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Sonnet XXVII: Is Not Love Here

... Or have our passions lesser power than theirs, ...

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Sonnet XVII: Stay, Speedy Time

... To TimeStay, speedy Time, behold, before thou pass, ...

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Sonnet XXXVII: Dear, Why Should You

... Which through the day disjoin by sev'ral flight, ...

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Sonnet III: Taking My Pen

... That all their wealth lies in thy beauty's books, ...

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Sonnet LIX: As Love and I

... "You have spun a fair thread," he replies in scorn ...

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Sonnet XXII: Love, Banish'd Heav'n

... Well, well, my friends, when beggars grow thus bold, ...

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Sonnet XIII: Letters and Lines

... To the ShadowLetters and lines we see are soon defac'd, ...

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Sonnet XXIX: When Conquering Love

... To the SensesWhen conquering Love did first my Heart assail, ...

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Endimion and Phoebe (excerpts)

... For this boy's love, the water-nymphs have wept, ...

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Sonnet XVIII: To This Our World

... To the Celestial NumbersTo this our world, to Learning, and to Heav'n, ...

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Sonnet L: As in Some Countries

... Then staunch the bleeding, then trasnpierce the corse, ...

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Sonnet LI: Calling to Mind

... Though Heav'n and Earth prove both to me untrue, ...

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Sonnet LX: Define My Weal

... Make known the faith that Fortune could not move ...

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Sonnet XLII: Some Men There Be

... And in bare words paint out my passion's pain ...

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Sonnet XXXII: Our Flood's-Queen Thames

... Our flood's-queen Thames for ships and swans is crown'd, ...