Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, POLYHYMNIA: SONNET TO LADY FALKLAND UPON HER GOING TO INTO IRELAND, by WILLIAM BASSE


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POLYHYMNIA: SONNET TO LADY FALKLAND UPON HER GOING TO INTO IRELAND, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: What happy song might my muse take in hand
Last Line: And may performe your voyage, though you stay.
Subject(s): Farewell; Parting


WHAT happy song might my Muse take in hand,
Great Lady, to deserve your Muses care?
Or skill to hold you in this amorous land,
That held you first, and holds you still so deare?
Must needs your anchor taste another sand,
Cause you your praise are nobly loth to heare?
Be sure your praises are before you there,

How much your fame exceeds your Caracts sayle:
Nay, more than so; your selfe are every where
In worth, but where the world of worth doth fayle.
What boots it, then, to drive, or what to steere?
What doth the axle or the ore avayle?
Since whence you ride you cannot part away,
And may performe your voyage, though you stay.





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