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PATRIOTIC AND POPULAR POETS<br />

his French queen might have wished to purge the Jacobean court of its notorious<br />

excesses, they were probably not ready to hear, along with Nymphidia, the kind<br />

of pulpit-pounding denunciations Drayton leveled against the “Sons of Belial”<br />

in The Moon-Calfe, written perhaps under James but first published in 1627.<br />

Drayton’s “conscience,” Fuller notes, had “always the command of his fancy.” 7<br />

Not surprisingly, Drayton’s best moments as a poet rarely involve fine<br />

psychological, emotional, or social discriminations, qualities we associate<br />

particularly with either a Donne or Jonson. His special penchant was for the<br />

rugged and the heroic, even the primitive. “Since there’s no help, come let us<br />

kiss and part,” his most frequently anthologized poem, testifies to both his<br />

unusual resolve as a poet (it is the reward of years of working with the sonnet)<br />

and his ability to present, in remarkably precise and direct language<br />

reminiscent of Wyatt, a fully persuasive posture of resolution and<br />

independence—at least until the beginning of the sestet, when the posture<br />

suddenly and melodramatically expires with a deliberate flourish of passionate<br />

abstractions:<br />

Since ther’s no helpe, Come let us kisse and part,<br />

Nay, I have done: you get no more of Me,<br />

And I am glad, yea glad withall my heart,<br />

That thus so cleanly, I my Selfe can free,<br />

Shake hands for ever, Cancell all our Vowes,<br />

And when We meet at any time againe,<br />

Be it not scene in either of our Browes,<br />

That We one jot of former Love reteyne;<br />

Now at the last gaspe, of Loves latest Breath,<br />

When his Pulse fayling, Passion speechlesse lies,<br />

When Faith is kneeling by his bed of Death,<br />

And Innocence is closing up his Eyes,<br />

Now if thou would’st, when all have given him over,<br />

From Death to Life, thou might’st him yet recover.<br />

59<br />

(II, 341)<br />

Not published until 1619 as part of Idea, this sonnet is generally assumed to<br />

epitomize the virtues of Drayton’s revisionary habits, and so it does. One has<br />

only to read through his effete first attempt at the sonnet form in the 1594 Ideas<br />

Mirrour (bearing the French subtitle “Amours in Quatorzains” no less) to realize<br />

how much paring and cutting has gone into producing the spare, high drama of<br />

the later version, a toughening that reflects a general shift away from the florid<br />

toward the epigrammatic that was part of the complex exchange in literary<br />

values and taste that marked the 1590s. (Drayton’s early sonnets were<br />

themselves the objects of attack by satirists.) But however thorough the purge—<br />

and the weak final rhyme is perhaps all that remains of the “sonneteer” of the<br />

1590s—Drayton’s revisions stop short of providing a radical critique of the genre

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