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Michael Drayton - To the Reader of these SonnetsMichael Drayton - To the Reader of these Sonnets
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Into these loves, who but for passion looks,    At this first sight here let him lay them by    And seek elsewhere in turning other books,    Which better may his labour satisfy.    No far-fetch`d sigh shall ever wound my breast;    Love from mine eye a tear shall never wring;    Nor in "Ah me`s!" my whining sonnets drest:    A libertine, fantasticly I sing.    My verse is the true image of my mind,   Ever in motion, still desiring change;   And as thus to variety inclin`d,   So in all humours sportively I range:   My Muse is rightly of the English strain,   That cannot long one fashion entertain.
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