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Selections From the Poems of Michael Drayton. Ed. by A.h. Bullen
Selections From the Poems of Michael Drayton Ed by Ah Bullen Author:Michael Drayton General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1883 Subjects: Fiction / Classics Fiction / Literary Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.co... more »m where you can select from more than a million books for free. Excerpt: From the Polyolbion (Sofx.) Theflrst eighteen Songs were published in 1613. T/te sale seems to kave teen very slaw. Nine years afterwards, when Songs xviiL-xxz. were printed, a new title-page was given to the unsold copies of the First Part, and all the Songs wtre found together in one volume. BUT in things past so long (for all the world) we are Like to a man embarqu't and travelling the Deepe ; Who sayling by some hill or promontory steepe Which juts into the Sea, with an amazed eye Beholds the Cleeves thrust up into the lofty skie; And th' more that hee doth looke the more it Dravves his sight Now at the craggy front, then at the wondrous weight . But from the passed shore still as the swelling saile (Thrust forward by the wind) the floating Barque doth haile, The mightie Giant-heape so lesse and lesser still Appearetl1 to the eye, untill the monstrous hill At length shewes like a cloud; and further beeing cast, Is out ot kenning quite. So of the Ages past: Those things that in their Age much to be wondered were, Still as wing-footed Time them farther off doth bcare Doe lessen every howre. From the Polyolbio (Song xiii.) PHEN P/uelms lifts his head out of the Winteres wave No sooner doth the Earth her flowerie bosome brave, At such time as the Yeere brings on the pleasant Spring, But Hunts-up to the Morne the feathr'ed Sylvans sing: And in the lower Grove as on the rising Knole, Upon the highest spray of every mounting pole, Those Quirristers are pearcht with many a speckled breast . Then from her burnisht gate the go...« less