Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume II. Love. 1904. | | | | V. Cautions and Complaints | | “Alexis, here she stayed” | | William Drummond of Hawthornden (1585–1649) |
| | | ALEXIS, here she stayed; among these pines, | |
| Sweet hermitress, she did alone repair; | |
| Here did she spread the treasure of her hair, | |
| More rich than that brought from the Colchian mines. | |
| She sate her by these muskèd eglantines, | 5 |
| The happy place the print seems yet to bear; | |
| Her voice did sweeten here thy sugared lines, | |
| To which winds, trees, beasts, birds, did lend their ear. | |
| Me here she first perceived, and here a morn | |
| Of bright carnations did o’erspread her face; | 10 |
| Here did she sigh, here first my hopes were born, | |
| And I first got a pledge of promised grace: | |
| But, ah! what served it to be happy so, | |
| Sith passèd pleasures double but new woe? | | | | |
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