Madrigal
William Drummond · 1616
Public domain
From The Golden Treasury, selected by Francis Turner Palgrave. William Drummond. The text is free of copyright in the United States. This copy is the poem, without the Project Gutenberg header.
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.