Author: Michael Drayton

As in some countries far remote from hence The wretched creature destined to die, Having the judgement due to his […]

An evil spirit, your beauty, haunts me still, Wherewith, alas, I have been long possess’d, Which ceaseth not to tempt […]

His Remedy for Love Since to obtain thee nothing will be stead, I have a med’cine that shall cure my […]

Thou leaden brain, which censur’st what I write, And say’st my lines be dull and do not move, I marvel […]

Taking my pen, with words to cast my woe, Duly to count the sum of all my cares, I find […]

In pride of wit when high desire of fame Gave life and courage to my laboring pen, And first the […]

Cupid, I hate thee, which I’d have thee know; A naked starveling ever may’st thou be. Poor rogue, go pawn […]

As other men, so I myself do muse Why in this sort I wrest invention so, And why these giddy […]

Love, banish’d Heav’n, on Earth was held in scorn, Wand’ring abroad in need and beggary, And wanting friends, though of […]

Eternal and all-working God, which wast Before the world, whose frame by Thee was cast, And beautified with beamful lamps […]