How Many Paltry Foolish Painted Things Poem by Michael Drayton

How Many Paltry Foolish Painted Things

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How many paltry foolish painted things,
That now in coaches trouble every street,
Shall be forgotten, whom no poet sings,
Ere they be well wrapped in their winding-sheet!
Where I to thee eternity shall give,
When nothing else remaineth of these days,
And queens hereafter shall be glad to live
Upon the alms of thy superfluous praise.
Virgins and matrons, reading these my rhymes,
Shall be so much delighted with thy story
That they shall grieve they lived not in these times,
To have seen thee, their sex's only glory:
So shalt thou fly above the vulgar throng,
Still to survive in my immortal song.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 25 March 2017

And queens hereafter may be glad to live. Thanks for sharing it here.

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Michael Drayton

Michael Drayton

Warwickshire / England
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