Sonnet LIV: Yet Read at Last (Michael Drayton Poem)
Yet read at last the story of my woe, The dreary abstracts of my endless cares, With my life's sorrow ...
Yet read at last the story of my woe, The dreary abstracts of my endless cares, With my life's sorrow ...
To Imagination Whilst yet mine Eyes do surfeit with delight, My woeful Heart, imprison'd in my breast, Wisheth to be ...
You brave heroic minds, Worthy your country's name, That honour still pursue, Go, and subdue, Whilst loit'ring hinds Lurke here ...
To Despair I ever love where never hope appears, Yet hope draws on my never-hoping care, And my life's hope ...
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