| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Elizabethan Verse. 1907. | | | | A Summers Day | | By Michael Drayton (15631631) |
| | | CLEAR had the day been from the dawn, | |
| All chequerd was the sky, | |
| The clouds, like scarfs of cobweb lawn, | |
| Veild heavens most glorious eye. | |
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| The wind had no more strength than this, | 5 |
| That leisurely it blew | |
| To make one leaf the next to kiss | |
| That closely by it grew. | |
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| The rills, that on the pebbles playd, | |
| Might now be heard at will; | 10 |
| This world the only music made, | |
| Else everything was still. | |
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| The flowers, like brave embroiderd girls, | |
| Lookd as they most desired | |
| To see whose head with orient pearls | 15 |
| Most curiously was tyred. | |
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| And to itself the subtle air | |
| Such sovereignty assumes, | |
| That it receivd too large a share | |
| From Natures rich perfumes. | 20 | | | |
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