William Drummond , called "of Hawthornden", was a Scottish poet.
“This is the morn should bring unto this grove
My love, to hear and recompense my love.”
"Phoebus Arise".
Poems (1616)
Posthumous Poems, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare: "Where God hath a temple, the Devil will have a chapel", Robert Burton, Anatomy of Melancholy, Part iii, Section 4, Member 1, Subsection 1 .
“What doth it serve to see sun's burning face,
And skies enamelled with both the Indies' gold?”
"What doth it Serve?"
Poems (1616)
Context: What doth it serve to see sun's burning face,
And skies enamelled with both the Indies' gold?
Or moon at night in jetty chariot roll'd,
And all the glory of that starry place?
“Phœbus, arise!
And paint the sable skies
With azure, white, and red.”
"Phoebus Arise".
Poems (1616)
Inexorable http://www.bartleby.com/101/230.html
This Life, which seems so fair http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-life-which-seems-so-fair-2/
