William Robert Hamilton (–12 October 1917) was a

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poet and First World War soldier. He was born in

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, Scotland. He emigrated to South Africa where a portion of his education was at the

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, Cape Town. He was killed on the

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in Flanders, Belgium in 1917 and is remembered on the Tyne Cot Memorial, at the Tyne Cot British Cemetery and Memorial, at Ypres in Flanders, Belgium. The reference to him reads:

Publications

* William Hamilton. ''Modern Poems''. Oxford: B. H. Blackwell, 1917. 011648.eee.17 British Library * William Hamilton. ''Moths and Fairies'': A Play. 1912. Poem by William Hamilton: The Song of an Exile I have seen the Cliffs of Dover
And the White Horse on the Hill;
I have walked the lanes, a rover;
I have dreamed beside the rill:
I have known the fields awaking
To the gentle touch of Spring;
The joy of morning breaking,
And the peace your twilights bring. ''But I long for a sight of the pines, and the blue shadows under;
For the sweet-smelling gums, and the throbbing of African air;
For the sun and the sand, and the sound of the surf's ceaseless thunder,
The height, and the breadth and the depth, and the nakedness there.'' I have visited your cities
Where the unregenerate dwell;
I have trilled the ploughman's ditties
To the mill-wheel and the well.
I have heard the poised lark singing
To the blue of summer skies;
The whirr of pheasants winging,
And the crash when grouse arise. ''But I sigh for the heat of the veld, and the cool-flowing river;
For the crack of the trek-whip, the shimmer of dust-laden noon:
For the day sudden dying; the croak of the frogs, and the shiver
Of tropical night, and the stars, and the low-hanging moon.'' I have listen'd in the gloaming
To your poets' tales of old;
I know, when I am roaming,
That I walk on hallowed mould.
I have lived and fought among you
And I trow your hearts are steel;
That the nations who deride you
Shall, like dogs, be brought to heel. ''But I pine for the roar of the lion on the edge of the clearing;
For the rustle of grass snake; the birds' flashing wing on the heath;
For the sun-shrivelled peaks of the mountains to blue heaven rearing;
The limitless outlook, the space, and the freedom beneath.'' Source Original text: William Hamilton, ''Modern Poems'' (Oxford: B. H. Blackwell, 1917): 50–51. 011648.eee.17 British Library First publication date: 1917 {{DEFAULTSORT:Hamilton, William British Army personnel of World War I Coldstream Guards officers 20th-century Scottish poets British military personnel killed in World War I People from Dumfries Scottish World War I poets 20th-century British male writers Scottish male poets Year of birth uncertain 1917 deaths 1890s births