Poems by Benjamin Jonson
A Pindaric Ode
... Whilst that in heav'n, this light on earth must shine ...
Of Life And Death
... So to front death, as men might judge us past it: ...
The Noble Nature
... or standing long an oak three hundred year, ...
An Epitaph on S.P.
... But viewing him since (alas, too late) ...
To the Memory of My Beloved the Author, Mr. William Shakespeare
... Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night, ...
To John Donne
... Which might with half mankind maintain a strife ...
A Hymn to God the Father
... With all since bought ...
Praeludium
... Though they were crushed into one form, could make ...
An Elegy
... Throughout your form as, though that move ...
Epitaph on Elizabeth, L. H.
... Th' other let it sleep with death: ...
Epigrams: On my First Son
... Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say, "Here doth lie ...
Cynthia's Revels: Queen and huntress, chaste and fair
... Thou that mak'st a day of night, ...
On Gut
... And, striving so to double his delight, ...
A Celebration of Charis: IV. Her Triumph
... Through swords, through seas, whither she would ride ...
On English Monsieur
... That so much scarf of France, and hat, and feather, ...
