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Sonnets: Idea XXVIII

By Michael Drayton

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To such as say thy love I overprize,     And do not stick to term my praises folly,     Against these folks that think themselves so wise,     I thus oppose my reason's forces wholly:         Though I give more than well affords my state,     In which expense the most suppose me vain     Which yields them nothing at the easiest rate,     Yet at this price returns me treble gain;         They value not, unskilful how to use,     And I give much because I gain thereby.     I that thus take or they that thus refuse,     Whether are these deceivd then, or I?         In everything I hold this maxim still,         The circumstance doth make it good or ill.

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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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