William Drummond of Hawthornden (1585–1649)

I FEAR not henceforth death,

Sith after this departure yet I breathe;

Let rocks, and seas, and wind,

Their highest treasons show;

Let sky and earth combin’d

Strive, if they can, to end my life and woe;

Sith grief can not, me nothing can o’erthrow:

Or if that aught can cause my fatal lot,

It will be when I hear I am forgot.