Sonnet 35. Some misbelieving and profane in Love

Michael Drayton (1563–1631)

[First printed in 1594 (No. 12), and in all later editions.]

To Miracle

SOME misbelieving and profane in Love,

When I do speak of miracles by thee,

May say, that thou art flatterèd by me;

Who only write, my skill in Verse to prove.

See miracles! ye Unbelieving, see!

A dumb-born Muse made to express the mind!

A cripple Hand to write, yet lame by kind!

One by thy name, the other touching thee.

Blind were mine eyes, till they were seen of thine;

And mine ears deaf, by thy fame healèd be:

My vices cured by virtues sprung from thee;

My hopes revived, which long in grave had lien.

All unclean thoughts (foul spirits) cast out in me,

Only by virtue that proceeds from thee.