Gateway to the Classics: Oxford Book of English Verse, Part 2 by Arthur Quiller-Couch
 
Oxford Book of English Verse, Part 2 by  Arthur Quiller-Couch

Inexorable

My thoughts hold mortal strife;

I do detest my life,

And with lamenting cries

Peace to my soul to bring

Oft call that prince which here doth monarchise:

—But he, grim-grinning King,

Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise,

Late having deck'd with beauty's rose his tomb,

Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.

— William Drummond of Hawthornden
1585-1649   


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