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 ...
Saturday, August 8, 2020
Ben Jonson Poems (127 Poems)
An Ode to Himself (Ben Jonson Poem)
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps doth die; And this security, It is ...
Ode to Himself upon the Censure of his New Inn (Ben Jonson Poem)
Come, leave the loathed stage, And the more loathsome age; Where pride and impudence, in faction knit, Usurp the chair ...
A Celebration of Charis: IV. Her Triumph (Ben Jonson Poem)
See the chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan or a ...
The Triumph (Ben Jonson Poem)
SEE the Chariot at hand here of Love, Wherein my Lady rideth! Each that draws is a swan or a ...
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 ...
So Breaks The Sun (Ben Jonson Poem)
So breaks the sun earth's rugged chains, Wherein rude winter bound her veins; So grows both stream and source of ...
Venus’ Runaway (Ben Jonson Poems)
Beauties, have ye seen this toy, Called Love, a little boy, Almost naked, wanton, blind; Cruel now, and then as ...
A Celebration of Charis: I. His Excuse for Loving (Ben Jonson Poem)
Let it not your wonder move, Less your laughter, that I love. Though I now write fifty years, I have ...