Poems by Benjamin Jonson
Epitaph On Elizabeth
... Wouldst thou hear what man can say ...
Begging Another
... Let who will, think us dead or wish our death ...
Queen and Huntress
... Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, ...
Simplex Munditiis
... They strike mine eyes, but not my heart ...
The Shadow
... But grant us perfect, they're not known ...
Song To Diana
... Queen and huntress, chaste and fair, ...
Piccolo Valzer Viennese
... Prendi questo valzer che spira fra le mie braccia ...
Hymn To Diana
... d sight, Goddess excellently bright ...
A Part of an Ode
... And there he lives with memory--and Ben Jonson: who sung this of him, ere he went ...
So Breaks The Sun
... And colored coats the roughest meads, ...
Ode to Himself upon the Censure of his New Inn
... Which if they are torn, and turn'd, and patch'd enough, ...
The Triumph
... Through swords, through seas, whither she would ride ...
The Metamorphosed Gypsies (excerpt)
... To the jealous, his own false terrors ...
On Salathiel Pavy
... Epitaphs: ii WEEP with me, all you that read ...
In the ember days of my last free summer
... satisfied at what I have done, scared of what ...
