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By AnonymMichael Drayton
All transitory titles I detest; a virtuous life I mean to boast alone. Our birth's our sires'; our virtues be our own.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Care draws on care, woe comforts woe again, Sorrow breeds sorrow, on grief brings forth twain.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive, And finds that by his strength but vainly he doth strive; His tail takes in his teeth, and bending like a bow, That's to the compass drawn, aloft himself doth throw: Then springing at his height, as doth a little wand, That, bended end to end, and flerted from the hand, Far off itself doth cast. so does the salmon vaut. And if at first he fail, his second sommersault He instantly assays and from his nimble ring, Still yarking never leaves, Until himself he fling Above the streamful top of the surrounded heap.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
It is your virtue, being men, to try; And it is ours, by virtue to deny.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Must, bid the Morn awake! Sad Winter now declines, Each bird doth choose a mate; This day's Saint Valentine's. For that good bishop's sake Get up and let us see What beauty it shall be That Fortune us assigns.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
O blessed bounty, giving ail content! The only fautress of all noble arts That lend'st success to every good intent. A grace that rests in the most godlike hearts, By heav'n to none but happy souls infus'd Pity it is, that e'er thou wast abus'd.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part; Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands forever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
So in all humours sportively I range; My muse is rightly of the English strain, That cannot long one fashion entertain.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
The Falcon and the Dove sit there together, And th 'one of them doth prune the others feather.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Thus when we fondly flatter our desires, Our best conceits do prove the greatest liars.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now if thou would'st, when all have given him over, From death to life, thou might'st him yet recover
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
When Time shall turne those Amber Lockes to Gray.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
WhenTime shall turn those amber locks to grey, My verse again shall gild and make them gay.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
With much we surfeit; plenty makes us poor.
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By AnonymMichael Drayton
Since there's no help, come, let us kiss and part, Nay, I have done, you get no more of me, And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free. Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again Be it not seen in either of our brows That we one jot of former love retain. Now at the last gasp of Love's latest breath, When, his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies, When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And Innocence is closing up his eyes, Now, if thou wouldst, when all have giv'n him over, From death to life thou might'st him yet recover.
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