The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden With "A Cypresse Grove": Edited by L. E. Kastner |
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The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden | ||
[iv] [Worldes Ioyes are Toyes.]
The wearie Mariner so fast not fliesAn howling Tempest, Harbour to attaine,
Nor Sheepheard hastes, when frayes of Wolues arise,
So fast to Fold to saue his bleeting Traine:
As I (wing'd with Contempt and just Disdaine)
Now flie the World, and what it most doth prize,
And Sanctuarie seeke, free to remaine
From wounds of abject Times, and Enuies eyes.
Once did this World to mee seeme sweete and faire,
While Senses light Mindes prospectiue keept blind,
Now like imagin'd Landskip in the Aire,
And weeping Raine-bowes, her best Ioyes I finde:
Or if ought heere is had that praise should haue,
It is a Life obscure, and silent Graue.
The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden | ||