Sonnet #1 by Michael Drayton
If chaste and pure devotion of my youth
Or glory of my April-springing years,
Unfeigned love in naked simple truth,
A thousand vows, a thousand sighs and tears;
Or if a world of faithful service done,
Words, thoughts and deeds devoted to her honour,
Or eyes that have beheld her as their sun,
With admiration ever looking on her;
A life that never joyed but in her love,
A soul that ever hath adored her name,
A faith that time nor fortune could not move,
A Muse that unto heaven hath raised her fame:
Though these, nor these, deserve to be embraced,
Yet, fair unkind, too good to be disgraced.
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His father was a Thracian king; his mother, the Muse Calliope. For awhile he lived on Parnassus with his mother and his eight beautiful aunts, and there met Apollo who wa
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Daramark on February 1, 2007Yes indeed heres a shot to that. I'll drink to that aswell.
