Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904.
IdeaSonnet 53. Clear Ankor, on whose silver-sanded shore
Michael Drayton (15631631)[First printed in 1594 (No. 13), and in all later editions. ]
Another to the river Ankor
Another to the river Ankor
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My soul-shrined Saint, my fair I
O blessed brook! whose milk-white swans adore
Thy crystal stream, refinèd by her eyes.
Where sweet myrrh-breathing Z
Gently distils his nectar-dropping showers:
Where nightingales in Arden sit and sing
Amongst the dainty dew-impearlèd flowers.
Say thus, fair brook, when thou shalt see thy Queen,
“Lo, here thy shepherd spent his wandering years!
And in these shades, dear Nymph! he oft hath been!
And here to thee, he sacrificed his tears!”
Fair Arden, thou my Tempe art alone!
And thou, sweet Ankor, art my Helicon!