William Henry Drummond

(13 April, 1854 – 6 April, 1907 / Mohill, County Leitrim)

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  • Diane Barr (7/29/2019 6:30:00 PM)

    We had his book of poetry when I was a kid, I took it to school and never saw it again.

    I loved his humour, and remember a poem starting with: The win she blow at Lac St. Jean,
    The weather she was bad, Does anyone remember it.?

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  • english is boring (9/17/2018 11:57:00 PM)

    why is english so dead-beat trash

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  • Anne Marie (2/22/2018 7:24:00 PM)

    Hi , I actually have a question whether this author had a poem with the name Elodie in it

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  • David Brydges (12/18/2014 10:43:00 AM)

    Somebody needs to do an editing as their is a mish mash mess of poems written by the 16th century Scottish poet William Henry Drummond that are mixed with the 19th century Irish-Canadian poet Dr. William Henry Drummond. dave

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  • Chris Green (1/3/2006 8:13:00 AM)

    Just a not to point out the obvious: the biography of Drummond (born 1854 in Ireland) which is at the head of this page, is wrong: how could his father have died in Scotland in 1610? The biography is for someone else.

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  • P Goodridge (12/12/2004 12:16:00 PM)

    n0 commeny now for moi

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Best Poem of William Henry Drummond

A Lament

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 monarchize:
But he, grim grinning King,
Who caitiffs scorns, and doth the blest surprise,
Late having decked with beauty's rose his tomb,
Disdains to crop a weed, and will not come.

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Inexorable

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.

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