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Michael Drayton (Майкл Дрейтон)


Sonnet 7. Love in a Humor Play'd the Prodigal


Love in a humor play'd the prodigal
And bade my Senses to a solemn feast;
Yet, more to grace the company withal,
Invites my Heart to be the chiefest guest.
No other drink would serve this glutton's turn
But precious tears distilling from mine eyne,
Which with my sighs this epicure doth burn,
Quaffing carouses in this costly wine;
Where, in his cups o'ercome with foul excess,
Straightways he plays a swaggering ruffian's part,
And at the banquet in his drunkenness
Slew his dear friend, my kind and truest Heart.
    A gentle warning, friends, thus may you see 
    What 'tis to keep a drunkard company.



Michael Drayton's other poems:
  1. Sonnet 9. As Other Men
  2. Sonnet 38. Sitting Alone, Love
  3. Sonnet 30. Those Priests which First the Vestal Fire Begun
  4. Sonnet 55. My Fair
  5. Sonnet 25. O Why should Nature Niggardly Restrain


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