Michael Drayton

Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive,
And finds that by his strength but vainly he read more

Here when the labouring fish does at the foot arrive,
And finds that by his strength but vainly he doth strive;
His tail takes in his teeth, and bending like a bow,
That's to the compass drawn, aloft himself doth throw:
Then springing at his height, as doth a little wand,
That, bended end to end, and flerted from the hand,
Far off itself doth cast. so does the salmon vaut.
And if at first he fail, his second summersaut
He instantly assays and from his nimble ring,
Still yarking never leaves, until himself he fling
Above the streamful top of the surrounded heap.

The coast was clear.

The coast was clear.

Next these learn'd Jonson in this list I bring
Who had drunk deep of the Pierian Spring.

Next these learn'd Jonson in this list I bring
Who had drunk deep of the Pierian Spring.

Of doues I haue a dainty paire
Which, when you please to take the aier,
About your read more

Of doues I haue a dainty paire
Which, when you please to take the aier,
About your head shall gently houer,
Your cleere browe from the sunne to couer,
And with their nimble wings shall fan you
That neither cold nor heate shall tan you,
And like umbrellas, with their feathers
Sheeld you in all sorts of weathers.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.