All feathered things yet ever known to men,
From the huge Rucke, unto the little Wren;
From Forrest, Fields, from Rivers and from Pons,
All that have webs, or cloven-footed ones;
To the Grand Arke, together friendly came,
Whose several species were too long to name
More verses by Michael Drayton
- Sonnet Xxxv: Some, Misbelieving
- Sonnet Xxxiii: Whilst Yet Mine Eyes
- Sonnet Xxii: With Fools And Children
- Sonnet Xxxii: Our Flood's-Queen Thames
- Idea Xxxvii: Dear, Why Should You Command Me To My Rest