| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Idea | | Sonnet 9. As other men, so I myself, do muse | | Michael Drayton (1563–1631) |
| | [First printed in 1602 (No. 12), and in all later editions.] |
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AS other men, so I myself, do muse | |
| Why in this sort I wrest Invention so? | |
| And why these giddy metaphors I use, | |
| Leaving the path the greater part do go? | |
| I will resolve you! I am lunatic! | 5 |
| And ever this in madmen you shall find, | |
| What they last thought of, when the brain grew sick, | |
| In most distraction, they keep that in mind. | |
| Thus talking idly, in this Bedlam fit, | |
| Reason and I (you must conceive) are twain; | 10 |
| ’Tis nine years now, since first I lost my Wit. | |
| Bear with me then, though troubled be my brain! | |
| With diet and correction, men distraught, | |
| (Not too far past), may to their wits be brought. | | | |
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