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To Sir Walter Aston, Knight Of The Honourable Order Of The Bath, And My Most Worthy Patron

By Michael Drayton

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I will not striue m' inuention to inforce,     With needlesse words your eyes to entertaine,     T' obserue the formall ordinarie course     That euerie one so vulgarly doth faine:     Our interchanged and deliberate choise,     Is with more firme and true election sorted,     Then stands in censure of the common voice.     That with light humor fondly is transported:     Nor take I patterne of another's praise,     Then what my pen may constantly avow.     Nor walke more publique nor obscurer waies     Then vertue bids, and iudgement will allow;         So shall my tone, and best endeuours serue you,         And still shall studie, still so to deserue you.                                  Michaell Drayton.

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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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