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The Works of Michael Drayton

Edited by J. William Hebel
Drayton, Michael (1563-1631)

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VOLUME I
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VOLUME II
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POEMS: BY MICHAEL DRAYTON ESQVIRE.
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ENGLANDS HEROICALL EPISTLES. BY Michael Drayton, ESQVIRE.
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IDEA. IN SIXTIE THREE SONNETS. BY Michael Drayton, ESQVIRE.
  
TO THE READER OF THESE SONNETS.
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ODES. WITH OTHER LYRICK POESIES.
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THE LEGENDS OF Robert, Duke of Normandie. Matilda the Faire. Pierce Gaveston, Earle of Cornwall. Thomas Cromwell, Earle of Essex.
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THE OWLE.
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PASTORALS. Contayning EGLOGVES, With the Man in the Moone.
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VOLUME III
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[Our Flouds-Queen Thames, for Ships & Swans is crowned]

Our Flouds-Queen Thames, for Ships & Swans is crowned,

To the River Ankor.

And stately Severne for her Shoare is praysed,
The Crystall Trent, for Foords and Fish renowned,
And Avons Fame, to Albions Cliffes is raysed,
Carlegion Chester vaunts her holy Dee,
Yorke many Wonders of her Owse can tell,
The Peake her Dove, whose Bankes so fertile be,
And Kent will say, her Medway doth excell,
Cotswold commends her Isis to the Tame,
Our Northerne Borders boast of Tweeds faire Floud,
Our Westerne Parts extoll their Wilis Fame,
And the old Lea brags of the Danish Bloud;
Ardens sweet Ankor, let thy glory bee,
That faire Idea onely lives by thee.
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