Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IDEA: 43, by MICHAEL DRAYTON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Why should your fair eyes with such sovreign grace Last Line: Heav'ns are not kind to them that know them most. Variant Title(s): A Remonstrance | ||||||||
Why should your fair eyes with such sovereign grace Disperse their rays on every vulgar spirit, Whilst I in darkness, in the self-same place, Get not one glance to recompense my merit? So doth the plowman gaze the wand'ring star, And only rest contented with the light, That never learn'd what constellations are Beyond the bent of his unknowing sight. O why should Beauty, custom to obey, To their gross sense apply herself so ill? Would God I were as ignorant as they, When I am made unhappy by my skill, Only compell'd on this poor good to boast: Heav'ns are not kind to them that know them most. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IDEA: 14. TO TIME by MICHAEL DRAYTON IDEA: TO THE READER OF THESE SONNETS, INTRODUCTION by MICHAEL DRAYTON TO THE VIRGINIAN VOYAGE [1611] by MICHAEL DRAYTON A HYMNE TO HIS LADIES BIRTH-PLACE by MICHAEL DRAYTON A SKELTONIAD by MICHAEL DRAYTON AN AMOURET ANACREONTICK by MICHAEL DRAYTON AN ELEGIE UPON THE DEATH OF THE LADY PENELOPE CLIFTON by MICHAEL DRAYTON |
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