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

Poems by Michael Drayton

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Sonnet I: Like an Advent'rous Seafarer

... When East, when West, when South, and when by North, ...

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Sonnet LXII: When First I Ended

... Burn'd in a sea of ice and drown'd amidst a fire ...

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Sonnet XXXIV: Marvel Not, Love

... To AdmirationMarvel not, Love, though I thy power admire, ...

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Noah's Flood (excerpts)

... That I may sing (what but from Noah thou hid'st) ...

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Agincourt

... On the false Frenchmen! They now to fight are gone, ...

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Sonnet V: Nothing But No

... Then answer "No," and "Aye," and "Aye" and "No ...

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Sonnet XLVIII: Cupid, I Hate Thee

... So may'st thou live, to thy fair mother's joy, ...

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Sonnet IV: Bright Star of Beauty

... And leaves his mother's lap to sport him there ...

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Sonnet XIV: If He From Heav'n

... Thus poor thieves suffer when the greater 'scape ...

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Sirena

... In a rank, Let thy swans sing her, ...

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Sonnet XXIV: I Hear Some Say

... And please yourself with this conceit the while ...

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Sonnet VII: Love in a Humour

... Straightways he plays a swaggering ruffian's part, ...

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Ode to the Cambro-Britons and their Harp, His Ballad of Agi

... Stuck the French horsesWith Spanish yew so strong, ...

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Nymphidia, The Court Of Fairy (excerpts)

... " quoth he, "Pigwiggen, she is come to thee, ...

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Sonnet II: My Heart Was Slain

... Your cheeks yet pale, since first he gave the wound ...