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Michael Drayton - Sonnet IV: Bright Star of Beauty
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Bright star of beauty, on whose eyelids sit 
A thousand nymph-like and enamour`d Graces, 
The Goddesses of Memory and Wit, 
Which there in order take their several places; 
In whose dear bosom sweet delicious Love 
Lays down his quiver, which he once did bear, 
Since he that blessed Paradise did prove, 
And leaves his mother`s lap to sport him there. 
Let others strive to entertain with words; 
My soul is of a braver metal made; 
I hold that vile which vulgar wit affords; 
In me`s that faith which Time cannot invade. 
Let what I praise be still made good by you; 
Be you most worthy, whilst I am most true.
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