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Search results for: sonnet | Found 863 Poems |
731. | Sonnet LIII: Clear Anker by Michael Drayton> | Another to the River Anker
Clear Anker, on whose silver-sanded shore
My soul-shrin'd saint, my fair Idea, lies,
O blessed brook, whose milk-whi... |
732. | Sonnet XXXV: Some, Misbelieving by Michael Drayton> | To Miracle
Some, misbelieving and profane in love,
When I do speak of miracles by thee,
May say, that thou art flattered by me,
Who only writ... |
733. | Sonnet XLI: Why Do I Speak of Joy by Michael Drayton> | Love's Lunacy
Why do I speak of joy, or write of love,
When my heart is the very den of horror,
And in my soul the pains of Hell I prove,
Wit... |
734. | Sonnet XL: My Heart the Anvil by Michael Drayton> | My heart the anvil where my thoughts do beat;
My words the hammers fashioning my desire;
My breast the forge including all the heat;
Love is the... |
735. | Sonnet XLIII: Why Should Your Fair Eyes by Michael Drayton> | Why should your fair eyes with such sovereign grace
Disperse their rays on every vulgar spirit,
Whilst I in darkness, in the self-same place,
Ge... |
736. | Sonnet XII: That Learned Father by Michael Drayton> | To the Soul
That learned Father, who so firmly proves
The Soul of man immortal and divine,
And doth the several offices define:
Anima - Gives... |
737. | Sonnet LV: My Fair, If Thou Wilt by Michael Drayton> | My Fair, if thou wilt register my love,
A world of volumes shall thereof arise;
Preserve my tears, and thou thyself shalt prove
A second flood, ... |
738. | Sonnet XXXVI: Thou Purblind Boy by Michael Drayton> | Cupid Conjured
Thou purblind boy, since thou hast been so slack
To wound her heart, whose eyes have wounded me,
And suffer'd her to glory in my... |
739. | Sonnet XLVI: Plain-Path'd Experience by Michael Drayton> | Plain-path'd Experience, th'unlearned's guide,
Her simple followers evidently shows
Sometimes what Schoolmen scarcely can decide,
Nor yet wise R... |
740. | Sonnet LVIII: In Former Times by Michael Drayton> | In former times such as had store of coin,
In wars at home, or when for conquests bound,
For fear that some their treasure should purloin,
Gave ... |
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