Ben Jonson Quotes

I do honour the very flea of his dog.
Ben Jonson (c. 1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. repr. In The Complete Plays, vol. 1, ed. G.A. Wilkes (1981). Cob, in Every Man in His Humour, act 4, sc. 4, l. 19 (performed 1598, published 1616).
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Donne, for not keeping of accent, deserved hanging ... Shakespeare wanted art ... Sharpham, Day, Dekker, were all rogues.
Ben Jonson (c. 1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. repr. In Ben Jonson's Conversations with William Drummond of Hawthornden, ed. R.F. Patterson (1923). Conversations with William Drummond of Hawthornden (written 1619, published 1711).
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For I loved the man and do honour his memory, on this side of idolatry, as much as any.
Ben Jonson (1573-1637), British dramatist, poet. "De Shakespeare Nostrati," Timber, or Discoveries Made upon Men and Matter (1641).
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Wouldst thou hear what man can say In a little? Reader, stay. Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die;
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Epitaph on Elizabeth, L. H. (l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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Weep with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry.
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Epitaph on S. P., a Child of Queen Elizabeth's Chapel (l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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And have sought, to give new birth, In baths to steep him; But, being so much too good for earth, Heaven vows to keep him.
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Epitaph on S. P., a Child of Queen Elizabeth's Chapel (l. 21-24). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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Hail, hail, plump paunch, O the founder of taste For fresh meats, or powdered, or pickle, or paste; Devourer of broiled, baked, roasted or sod, And emptier of cups, be they even or odd; All which have now made thee so wide i' the waist As scarce with no pudding thou art to be laced; But eating and drinking until thou dost nod, Thou break'st all thy girdles, and break'st forth a god.
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Hymn (l. 17-24). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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Room, room, make room for the bouncing belly, First father of sauce, and deviser of jelly,
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Hymn (l. 1-2). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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Tonight, grave sir, both my poore house, and I Doe equally desire your companie: Not that we thinke us worthy such a ghest, But that your worth will dignifie our feast,
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Inviting a Friend to Supper (l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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How so ere, my man Shall reade a piece of virgil, tacitus, livie, or some better booke to us, Of which wee'll speake our minds, amidst our meate; And Ile professe no verses to repeate:
Ben Jonson (1572-1637), British dramatist, poet. Inviting a Friend to Supper (l. 19-23). . . The Complete Poems [Ben Jonson]. George Parfitt, ed. (1988) Penguin.
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