Sonnet XLIV: Whilst Thus My Pen (Michael Drayton Poem)
Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee, Age rules my lines with wrinkles in my face, Where in the ...
Whilst thus my pen strives to eternize thee, Age rules my lines with wrinkles in my face, Where in the ...
How many paltry, foolish, painted things, That now is coaches trouble every street, Shall be forgotten, whom no Poet sings, ...
Eternal and all-working God, which wast Before the world, whose frame by Thee was cast, And beautified with beamful lamps ...
How many paltry foolish painted things, That now in coaches trouble every street, Shall be forgotten, whom no poet sings, ...
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