XIII: Epistle: To Katherine, Lady Aubigny (Ben Jonson Poems)
'Tis growne almost a danger to speake true Of any good minde, now: There are so few.The bad, by number, ...
'Tis growne almost a danger to speake true Of any good minde, now: There are so few.The bad, by number, ...
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
Not to know vice at all, and keep true state, Is virtue and not fate:Next to that virtue, is to ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy,Called Love, a little boy,Almost naked, wanton, blind;Cruel now, and then as kind?If he be ...
Beauties, have ye seen this toy, Called Love, a little boy, Almost naked, wanton, blind; Cruel now, and then as ...
Do but consider this small dust Here running in the glass, By atoms moved; Could you believe that this The ...
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