Ben Jonson Poems
|41.||Song from The Silent Woman||4/9/2010|
|42.||So Breaks The Sun||4/9/2010|
|44.||Queen and Huntress||4/9/2010|
|47.||Porth Ceiriad Bay||4/9/2010|
|49.||On Something, That Walks Somewhere||4/9/2010|
|50.||On Salathiel Pavy||4/9/2010|
|52.||On My First Son||1/20/2003|
|53.||On My First Daughter||4/9/2010|
|54.||On Lucy, Countess of Bedford||4/9/2010|
|55.||On Giles and Joan||4/9/2010|
|56.||On Elizabeth L. H.||4/9/2010|
|57.||On Don Surly||4/9/2010|
|58.||On A Robbery||3/7/2012|
|59.||Of Life And Death||4/9/2010|
|60.||Ode upon the Censure of his New Inn||4/9/2010|
On My First Son
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy;
My sin was too much hope of thee, lov'd boy.
Seven years thou'wert lent to me, and I thee pay,
Exacted by thy fate, on the just day.
O, could I lose all father now! For why
Will man lament the state he should envy?
To have so soon 'scap'd world's and flesh's rage,
And, if no other misery, yet age?
Rest in soft peace, and, ask'd, say here doth lie