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Michael Drayton (Майкл Дрейтон)


Sonnet 55. My Fair


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, down-raining from mine eyes.
Note by my sighs, and thine eyes shall behold
The sunbeams smother'd with immortal smoke;
And if by thee my prayers may be enroll'd,
They Heav'n and Earth to pity shall provoke.
Look thou into my breast, and thou shalt see
Chaste holy vows for my soul's sacrifice,
That soul, sweet Maid, which so hath honor'd thee,
Erecting trophies to thy sacred eyes,
    Those eyes to my heart shining ever bright, 
    When darkness hath obscur'd each other light.



Michael Drayton's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 37. Dear, why should You Command Me to My Rest
  2. Sonnet 46. Plain-path'd Experience
  3. Sonnet 57. You Best Discern'd of my Mind's Inward Eyes
  4. Sonnet 42. Some Men there Be which like My Method Well
  5. An Ode Written in the Peak


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