Poems by Benjamin Jonson
The New Cry
... Ripe are their ruffs, their cuffs, their beards, their gate, ...
Preconception
... my daughter, appeared at the door ...
Epigrams: An Epitaph on S.P.
... ber'd scarce thirteen When fates turn'd cruel,Yet three fill'd zodiacs had he been The stage's jewel ...
Epigrams: Epitaph on Elizabeth, L. H.
... Elizabeth,Th' other let it sleep with death:Fitter, where it died to tell,Than that it liv'd at all ...
Epigrams: To John Donne
... n give!To it, thy language, letters, arts, best life,Which might with half mankind maintain a strife ...
Epigrams: To Lucy, Countess of Bedford, with John Donne's Satires
... se best are you,Lucy, you brightness of our sphere, who areThe Muses' evening, as their morning star ...
The Metamorphosed Gypsies
... e boy with the bow beside you Run aye in the way Till the bird of day,And the luckier lot betide you ...
His Excuse for Loving
... Clothes, or fortune gives the grace, ...
To Celia
... The thirst, that from the soule doth rise, ...
