Michael Drayton

(1563 - 1631 / Warwickshire / England)

Sonnet Lv: My Fair, If Thou Wilt - Poem by Michael Drayton

My Fair, if thou wilt register my love,
A world of volumes shall thereof arise;
Preserve my tears, and thou thyself shalt prove
A second flood, down-raining from mine eyes.
Note by my sighs, and thine eyes shall behold
The sunbeams smother'd with immortal smoke;
And if by thee my prayers may be enroll'd,
They Heav'n and Earth to pity shall provoke.
Look thou into my breast, and thou shalt see
Chaste holy vows for my soul's sacrifice,
That soul, sweet Maid, which so hath honor'd thee,
Erecting trophies to thy sacred eyes,
Those eyes to my heart shining ever bright,
When darkness hath obscur'd each other light.


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  • MRITYUNJAY JHA (7/6/2014 12:23:00 AM)


    A contemporary of Shakespeare, Michael Drayton's Love Poems can rank with the finest of love poems ever penned in english language! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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