Quotation by William Drummond, of Hawthornden

My lute, be as thou wert when thou didst grow
With thy green mother in some shady grove,
When immelodious winds but made thee move,
And birds their ramage did on thee bestow.
William Drummond, of Hawthornden (1585–1649), Scottish poet. My lute, be as thou wast when thou didst grow (l. 1–4). . .

Oxford Book of Seventeenth Century Verse, The. H. J. C. Grierson and G. Bullough, eds. (1934) Oxford University Press.
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