<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458987" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XLIX: Thou Leaden Brain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou leaden brain, which censur'st what I write, <br>And say'st my lines be dull and do not move, <br>I marvel not thou feel'st not my delight, <br>Which never felt'st my fiery touch of love. <br>But thou, whose pen hath like a pack-horse serv'd, <br>Whose stomach unto gall hath turn'd thy food, <br>Whose senses, like poor prisoners, hunger-starv'd, <br>Whose grief hath parch'd thy body, dried thy blood, <br>Thou which hast scorned life and hated death, <br>And in a moment mad, sober, glad, and sorry, <br>Thou which hast bann'd thy thoughts and curs'd thy breath <br>With thousand plagues, more than in Purgatory, <br>Thou thus whose spirit Love in his fire refines, <br>Come thou, and read, admire, applaud my lines.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Drayton">Michael Drayton</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=458987" data-title="Sonnet XLIX: Thou Leaden Brain de Michael Drayton" data-description="Thou leaden brain, which censur'st what I write, And say'st my lines be dull and do not move, I marvel not thou feel'st not my delight, Which never felt'st my fiery touch of love. But thou, whose pen hath like a pack-horse serv'd, Whose stoma..."></div> </div> </div>

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