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Michael Drayton (Майкл Дрейтон)


Sonnet 5. Nothing but


Nothing but "No," and "Aye," and "Aye," and "No"?
How falls it out so strangely you reply?
I tell ye, Fair, I'll not be answer'd so,
With this affirming "No," denying "Aye."
I say, "I love," you slightly answer "Aye";
I say, "You love," you pule me out a "No";
I say, "I die," you echo me an "Aye";
"Save me," I cry, you sigh me out a "No";
Must woe and I have nought but "No" and "Aye"?
No I am I, if I no more can have;
Answer no more, with silence make reply,
And let me take myself what I do crave.
    Let "No" and "Aye" with I and you be so; 
    Then answer "No," and "Aye," and "Aye" and "No."



Michael Drayton's other poems:
  1. The Trent (NEAR to the silver Trent)
  2. Sonnet 47. In Pride of Wit
  3. Roc
  4. Sonnet 55. My Fair
  5. Sonnet 27. Is not Love


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