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Harold Raitt
Sharing and exploring through film, theatre, music, books and debate
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Michael Drayton
‘If he from heaven that filched that living fire’
To the Reader of these Sonnets (‘Into these loves who but for passion looks’)
A Roundelay between Two Shepherds
Song XVII
‘How many paltry, foolish, painted things’
‘Since there’s no help, comes let us kiss and part’
Idea in Sixtie Three Sonnets
To My Most Dearly Loved Friend Henry Reynolds Esquire, Of Poets and Poesy
Poly-Olbion
To the Cambro-Britons, and their harp, his Ballad of Agincourt