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The Works of Michael Drayton

Edited by J. William Hebel

Drayton, Michael (1563-1631)

VOLUME I

THE HARMONIE of the Church.

IDEA THE SHEPHEARDS GARLAND, Fashioned in nine Eglogs.

IDEAS MIRROVR.

ENDIMION and Phœbe. IDEAS LATMVS.

Peirs Gaueston EARLE OF CORNWALL.

MATILDA. The faire and chaste Daughter of the Lord Robert Fitzwater.

THE Tragicall Legend of Robert, Duke of Normandy, surnamed Short-thigh, eldest sonne to William Conqueror.

Mortimeriados. THE LAMENTABLE ciuell warres of Edward the second and the Barrons.

TO THE MAIESTIE OF KING JAMES.

A PÆAN TRIVMPHALL.

[SONNETS NOT PRINTED IN IDEAS MIRROUR, 1594, OR IN IDEA, 1619]

To the high and mighty Prince, James, King of Scots. Sonnet. 62.

[ODES NOT REPRINTED IN 1619 From Poemes Lyrick and pastorall (1606).]

[UNCOLLECTED POEMS]

Mr. M.D. TO THE AUTHOR.

OF THE WORKE AND TRANSLATION.

[The curious eye that over-rashly lookes]

TO HIS FRIEND, MASTER CHR. M. his Booke.

ROWLANDS MADRIGALL.

[Nature, and Arte are overmatcht by thee]

TO MASTER NICHOLAS GEFFE.

TO M. JOHN DAVIES, MY GOOD FRIEND.

TO MY KINDE FRIEND DA: MURRAY.

Incipit Michael Drayton.

TO HIS FRIEND THE AUTHOR.

TO MY WORTHY FRIEND MR. GEORGE CHAPMAN, and his translated Hesiod.

TO MY FRIEND M. A. H.

M. D. ESQUIRE TO HIS GOOD FRIEND, T. V.

TO THE DEARE REMEMBRANCE of his Noble Friend, Sir John Beaumont, Baronet.

TO MY NOBLE FRIEND MR. ROBERT DOVER, on his brave annuall Assemblies upon Cotswold.

[Soe well I love thee, as without thee I]

II.

VOLUME II

III.

VOLUME III

IV.

VOLUME IV

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[Soe well I love thee, as without thee I]

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[From Ashmolean MS. 38, f. 77.]

These verses weare made By Michaell Drayton Esquier Poett Lawreatt the night before hee dyed.

1

Soe well I love thee, as without thee I
Love Nothing, yf I might Chuse, I'de rather dye
Then bee on day debarde thy companye

2

Since Beasts, and plantes doe growe, and live and move
Beastes are those men, that such a life approve
Hee onlye Lives, that Deadly is in Love

3

The Corne that in the grownd is sowen first dies
And of on seed doe manye Eares arise
Love this worldes Corne, by dying Multiplies

4

The seeds of Love first by thy eyes weare throwne
Into a grownd untild, a harte unknowne
To beare such fruitt, tyll by thy handes t'was sowen

5

Looke as your Looking glass by Chance may fall
Devyde and breake in manye peyces smale
And yett shewes forth, the selfe same face in all

6

Proportions, Features Graces just the same
And in the smalest peyce as well the name
Of Fayrest one deserves, as in the richest frame

7

Soe all my Thoughts are peyces but of you
Whiche put together makes a Glass soe true
As I therin noe others face but yours can Veiwe

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