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Sonnet 61

By Michael Drayton

Topics: classic

Since there 's no helpe, Come let vs kisse and part,     Nay, I haue done: You get no more of Me,     And I am glad, yea glad withall my heart,     That thus so cleanly, I my Selfe can free,     Shake hands for euer, Cancell all our Vowes,     And when we meet at any time againe,     Be it not scene in either of our Browes,     That We one iot of former Loue reteyne;     Now at the last gaspe of Loues latest Breath,     When his Pulse fayling, Passion speechlesse lies,     When Faith is kneeling by his bed of Death,     And Innocence is closing vp his Eyes,         Now if thou would'st, when all haue giuen him ouer,         From Death to Life, thou might'st him yet recouer.

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Michael Drayton

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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