Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
William Drummond, of Hawthornden. 1585–1649230. 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: | 5 |
| —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. |