A lily of a day Is fairer far in May, Although it fall and die that night, It was the plant and… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t'inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
I know no disease of the soul but ignorance, a pernicious evil, the darkener of man's life, the disturber of his reason,… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
To the old, long life and treasure; To the young, all health and pleasure. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
A good man will avoid the spot of any sin. The very aspersion is grievous, which makes him choose his way in… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
To struggle when hope is banished! To live when life's salt is gone! To dwell in a dream that's vanished- To endure,… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures, life may perfect be. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Soul of the Age! The applause! delight! the wonder of our stage! My Shakespeare, rise; I will not lodge thee by Chaucer, or Spenser,… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Heaven prepares good men with crosses; but no ill can happen to a good man. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
All discourses but my own afflict me; they seem harsh, impertinent, and irksome — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Spread yourself upon his bosom publicly, whose heart you would eat in private. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Rich apparel has strange virtues; it makes him that hath it without means esteemed for an excellent wit; he that enjoys it with means… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Each petty hand Can steer a ship becalm'd; but he that will Govern and carry her to her ends, must know His tides, his… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
