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Sonnets: Idea XVIII To The Celestial Numbers

By Michael Drayton

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To this our world, to learning, and to heaven,         Three nines there are, to every one a nine;         One number of the earth, the other both divine;     One woman now makes three odd numbers even.     Nine orders first of angels be in heaven;         Nine muses do with learning still frequent:         These with the gods are ever resident.     Nine worthy women to the world were given.     My worthy one to these nine worthies addeth;         And my fair Muse, one Muse unto the nine.         And my good angel, in my soul divine!--     With one more order these nine orders gladdeth.         My Muse, my worthy, and my angel then         Makes every one of these three nines a ten.

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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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