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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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[Cleere Ankor, on whose Silver-sanded shore]

Cleere Ankor, on whose Silver-sanded shore,

Another to the River Ankor.


My Soule-shrin'd Saint, my faire Idea lies,
O blessed Brooke, whose milke-white Swans adore,
Thy Cristall streame refined by her Eyes,
Where sweet Myrrh-breathing Zephire in the Spring,
Gently distills his Nectar-dropping showres,
Where Nightingales in Arden sit and sing,
Amongst the daintie Dew-impearled flowres;
Say thus faire Brooke, when thou shalt see thy Queene,
Loe, heere thy Shepheard spent his wandring yeeres;
And in these Shades, deare Nymph, he oft hath beene,
And heere to Thee he sacrific'd his Teares:
Faire Arden, thou my Tempe art alone,
And thou, sweet Ankor, art my Helicon.
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