Still may syllables jar with time, Still may reason war with rhyme, Resting never! — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Still to be neat, still to be drest, As you were going to a feast, Still to be powder'd, all perfum'd. Lady,… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Follow a shadow, it still flies you, Seem to fly, it will pursue: So court a mistress, she denies you; Let her… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Nor for my peace will I go far, As wanderers do, that still do roam, But make my strengths, such as they… — 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… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Whom the disease of talking still once posses-seth, he can never hold his peace. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Minds that are great and free, should not on fortune pause: 'Tis crown enough to virtue still, her own applause. — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
Aristotle was the first accurate critic and truest judge nay, the greatest philosopher the world ever had; for he noted the vices… — 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
