| Seccombe and Arber, comps. Elizabethan Sonnets. 1904. | | | | Idea | | Sonnet 61. Since there ’s no help, Come, let us kiss and part! | | Michael Drayton (1563–1631) |
| | [First printed in 1619.]
SINCE there ’s no help, Come, let us kiss and part! | |
| Nay, I have done. You get no more of me! | |
| And I am glad, yea, glad, with all my heart, | |
| That thus so cleanly, I my self can free. | |
| Shake hands for ever! Cancel all our vows! | 5 |
| And when we meet at any time again, | |
| Be it not seen in either of our brows, | |
| That we one jot of former love retain! | |
| Now at the last gasp of LOVE’s latest breath. | |
| When his pulse failing, Passion speechless lies; | 10 |
| When Faith is kneeling by his bed of death, | |
| And Innocence is closing up his eyes: | |
| Now, if thou wouldst! when all have given him over, | |
| From death to life, thou might’st him yet recover! | | | | |
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