Edward Benlowes Poems
- The Summary Of Wisedome Worldlings we court not, envy not, ...
- Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. ... Spes alit occiduas qui...
- On Oxford, The Muses Paradise. I. Leave, bashfull Muse, the ...
- On Divine Poets A hallow'd Poets Muse is Th' Holy ...
- Non Me Palma Negata Macrum, A smooth clear Vein should have ...
- Ergo Brevi Stringam Coelestia ... Alming to profit as to ...
- When That Great Gen'Ralissimo ... When that great ...
Edward Benlowes (July 12, 1603 – December 18, 1676) was an English poet, son of Andrew Benlowes of Brent Hall, Essex. He matriculated at St Johns College, Cambridge, in 1620, and on leaving the university he made a prolonged tour on the continent of Europe. He was a Roman Catholic in middle life, but became a convert to Protestantism in his later years. He dissipated his fortune by openhanded ... more »
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The Summary Of Wisedome
Worldlings we court not, envy not, nor fear;
May Friends to Vertue lend their Ear:
While Sinners split on shelves, Saints to
Heav'ns Harbour steer.
Earthlings! What's Heap of Wealth?
What's Honours Height?
What's Pleasures May? can toyes so slight
Blesse Heav'n--descended Soules with Lifes eternall Light?
Riches from most men, swift as Eagles, fly;
Honours on popular breath rely;
Pleasure's a flash; -- And All combind, but Vanity.
Why dot'st thou, WORLD, on these? we will not stay:
Juggler, We know thy tempting Way;
Which is, by Charms to mock...