Michael Drayton (Майкл Дрейтон)

Sonnet 34. Marvel not, Love

    To Admiration

Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Ravish'd a world beyond the farthest thought,
And knowing more than ever hath been taught,
That I am only starv'd in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Aiming at things exceeding all perfection,
To Wisdom's self to minister correction,
That I am only starv'd in my desire.
Marvel not, Love, though I thy power admire,
Though my conceit I further seem to bend
Than possibly invention can extend,
And yet am only starv'd in my desire.
    If thou wilt wonder, here's the wonder, Love: 
    That this to me doth yet no wonder prove.

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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