A Pindaric Ode (Ben Jonson Poems)
THE TURN Brave infant of Saguntum, clear Thy coming forth in that great year, ...
Ben Jonson Poems on Night (28 Poems)
Ode (Ben Jonson Poems)
To the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that Noble Pair, Sir LuciusCary and Sir Henry Morison.I.THE TURN. Brave infant of ...
XI: Epode (Ben Jonson Poems)
Not to know vice at all, and keepe true state, Is vertue, and not Fate:Next, to that vertue, is to ...
III: To Sir Robert Wroth (Ben Jonson Poems)
How blest art thou, canst love the countrey, Wroth, Whether by choyce, or fate, or both!And, though so neere the ...
To the Immortal Memory and Friendship of That Noble Pair, Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H. Morison (Ben Jonson Poems)
The TurnBrave infant of Saguntum, clearThy coming forth in that great year,When the prodigious Hannibal did crownHis rage, with razing ...
Epode (Ben Jonson Poems)
Not to know vice at all, and keep true state, Is virtue and not fate:Next to that virtue, is to ...
To the Memory of My Beloved Author, Mr. William Shakespeare (Ben Jonson Poems)
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While ...
To the Memory of My Beloved, The Author, Mr. William Shakespeare, (Ben Jonson Poems)
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame;While I confess thy ...
The Speech (Ben Jonson Poems)
The long laments I spent for ruin'd Troy,Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of joy.No more shall men ...
Nine stages towards Knowing (Ben Jonson Poems)
Why do we lie'Why do we lie,' she questioned, her warm eyeson the grey Autumn wind and its coursing,'all afternoon ...
A Farewell to the World (Ben Jonson Poems)
FALSE world, good night! since thou hast brought That hour upon my morn of age; Henceforth I quit thee ...
Queen and Huntress (Ben Jonson Poems)
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair ...
The Metamorphose (Ben Jonson Poems)
The fairy beam upon you, The stars to glister on you; A moon of light ...
Song: To Cynthia (Ben Jonson Poems)
From "Cynthia's Revels"Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,Now the sun is laid to sleep,Seated in thy silver chair,State in wonted ...
V: Song: To Celia (Ben Jonson Poems)
Come my Celia, let us prove,While wee may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours, for'ever:He, at length, our ...
Song To Celia – I (Ben Jonson Poems)
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever,He at length our ...
Song To Diana (Ben Jonson Poems)
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,Now the sun is laid to sleep,Seated in thy silver chairState in wonted manner keep:Hesperus ...
Come, My Celia (Ben Jonson Poems)
Come, my Celia, let us proveWhile we may, the sports of love;Time will not be ours forever;He at length our ...
The Metamorphosed Gypsies (excerpt) (Ben Jonson Poem)
The fairy beam upon you, The stars to glister on you; A moon of light In the noon of night, ...
A Pindaric Ode (Ben Jonson Poem)
THE TURN Brave infant of Saguntum, clear Thy coming forth in that great year, When the prodigious Hannibal did crown ...
Hymn To Diana (Ben Jonson Poem)
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair, State in ...
A Part of an Ode (Ben Jonson Poem)
to the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that noble pair, Sir Lucius Cary and Sir H. Morison IT is not ...
A Farewell to the World (Ben Jonson Poem)
FALSE world, good night! since thou hast brought That hour upon my morn of age; Henceforth I quit thee from ...
Queen and Huntress (Ben Jonson Poem)
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in ...
Song To Diana (Ben Jonson Poem)
Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, Now the sun is laid to sleep, Seated in thy silver chair State in ...
Come, My Celia (Ben Jonson Poem)
Come, my Celia, let us prove While we may, the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever; He ...
To The Memory Of My Beloved, The Author, Mr William Shakespeare, And What He Hath Left Us (Ben Jonson Poem)
To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name Am I thus ample to thy book and fame; While I confess ...
Song To Celia – I (Ben Jonson Poem)
Come, my Celia, let us prove While we may the sports of love; Time will not be ours forever, He ...