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Amour 40

By Michael Drayton

Topics: classic

O thou vnkindest fayre! most fayrest shee,     In thine eyes tryumph murthering my poore hart,     Now doe I sweare by heauens, before we part,     My halfe-slaine hart shall take reuenge on thee.     Thy mother dyd her lyfe to death resigne,     And thou an Angell art, and from aboue;     Thy father was a man, that will I proue,     Yet thou a Goddesse art, and so diuine.     And thus, if thou be not of humaine kinde,     A Bastard on both sides needes must thou be;     Our Lawes allow no land to basterdy:     By natures Lawes we thee a bastard finde.         Then hence to heauen, vnkind, for thy childs part:         Goe bastard goe, for sure of thence thou art.

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About Michael Drayton

Michael Drayton (1563–1631) was an English poet whose "Poly-Olbion" (1612–1622) is a vast topographical poem describing the landscape and legends of England and Wales. His sonnet "Since there's no help" is among the finest of the Elizabethan era.

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