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BEN JONS ON.
[From " The Forest."]
And I will pledge with mine;
And I 'll not look for wine.*
The Sweet Neglect.
Give me a look, give me a face,
Good Life, Long Life.
Epitaph on Elizabeth.
Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke.
To the Memory of Shakespeare. Soul of the age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare rise.
Small Latin, and less Greek.
He was not of an age, but for all time.
Sweet Swan of Avon!
Every Man in his Humor. Act ii. Sc. 3. Get money; still get money, boy; No matter by what means.
1585-1616. Letter to Ben Jonson. What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtile flame, As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Die'because a woman 's fair?
'Cause another's rosy are?
If she be not so to me,
What care I how fair she be?'
* Shall I like a hermit dwell
Attributed to Sir Walter Raleigh.
He that loves a rosy cheek,
Or a coral lip admires,
Fuel to maintain his fires;
Conquest by Flight.
Emblems. Book ii. 2. Be wisely worldly, but not worldly wise.
Book ii. Epigram 10.
This house is to be let for life or years;
Only a sweet and virtuous soul,
A servant with this clause
Who sweeps a room as for thy laws
The Church Porch.
Dare to be true, nothing can need a lie;
A fault which needs it most, grows two thereby.