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The Poetical Works of William Drummond of Hawthornden

With "A Cypresse Grove": Edited by L. E. Kastner
Drummond, William (1585-1649)

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Volume the First
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Volume the Second
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FLOWRES OF SION:
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A CYPRESSE GROVE:
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The Entertainment of King Charles.
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TO THE EXEQUIES OF THE HONOVRABLE, Sr. Antonye Alexander, KNIGHT, &c.
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Madrigals, etc.
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Commendatory Verses.
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Posthumous Poems. I.
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iv. A Replye.
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v. Beauties Frailtye.
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vi. To a swallow, building neare the statue of Medea.
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vii. Venus armed.
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viii. The Boares head.
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ix. To an Owle.
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x. Daphnè.
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xi. The Beare of loue.
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xii. Galateas Sonnets.
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xiii. On the Death of a Margarite.
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xv. Epitaph.
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xvi. The oister.
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xvii. All Changeth.
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xviii. Silenus to King Midas.
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xix. To his amorous Thoughts.
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xx. Verses of the late Earl of Pembroke
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xxi. A Replye.
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xxii. A Translation.
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xxiii. To the Memory of [John, Earl of Lauderdale.]
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xxiv. To the Memorie of the excellent ladye Isabell, Countesse of Lawderdale.
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xxvii. Madrigal.
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xxviii. On the death of a nobleman in Scotland, buried at Aithen.
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xxix. Epitaph.
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xxxv. Rose.
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Posthumous Poems. II.
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Posthumous Poems. III.
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Posthumous Poems. IV.
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Poems of Doubtful Authenticity.

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[xv] Loue vagabonding.

Sweet Nymphes if as yee straye
Yee finde the froth-borne Goddesse of the Sea,
All blubbred, pale, vndone,
Who seekes her giddie Sone,
That litle God of Loue,
Whose golden shafts your chastest Bosomes proue:
Who leauing all the Heauens hath runne away:
If shee to him him findes will ought impart
Her tell he Nightlie lodgeth in my Heart.
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