How Many Paltry, Foolish, Painted Things

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Title:     How Many Paltry, Foolish, Painted Things
Author: Michael Drayton [More Titles by Drayton]

How many paltry, foolish, painted things,
That now in Coaches trouble ev'ry street,
Shall be forgotten, whom no Poet sings,
Ere they be well wrap'd in their winding sheet?
Where I to thee Eternity shall give,
When nothing else remaineth of these days,
And Queens hereafter shall be glad to live
Upon the Almes of thy superfluous praise;
Virgins and Matrons reading these my Rimes,
Shall be so much delighted with thy story,
That they shall grieve, they liu'd not in these times,
To have seen thee, their sexes onely glory:
So shalt thou flye above the vulgar throng,
Still to survive in my immortal Song.

[The end]
Michael Drayton's poem: How Many Paltry, Foolish, Painted Things

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