Francis Beaumont Poems
- On The Tombs In Westminster Ab... MORTALITY, behold and fear!...
- Lay A Garland On My Hearse Lay a garland on my hearse, ...
- True Beauty May I find a woman fair, And her mind as clear ...
- The Indifferent Never more will I protest, To love a woman ...
- A Sonnet Flattering Hope, away and leave me, She'll not ...
- The Author To The Reader I sing the fortune of a luckless ...
- Fie On Love Now fie on foolish love, it not befits Or man or...
Francis Beaumont was a dramatist in the English Renaissance theatre, most famous for his collaborations with John Fletcher.
Beaumont was the son of Sir Francis Beaumont of Grace Dieu, near Thringstone in Leicestershire, a justice of the common pleas. He was born at the family seat and was educated at Broadgates Hall (now Pembroke College, Oxford) at age thirteen. Following the death of his father in 1598, he left university without a degree and followed in his father's footsteps by entering the Inner Temple in London in 1600.
Accounts suggest that Beaumont did not work long as a lawyer. He became a student of poet and playwright Ben Jonson ; he was also acquainted with ... more »
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On The Tombs In Westminster Abbey
MORTALITY, behold and fear!
What a change of flesh is here!
Think how many royal bones
Sleep within this heap of stones:
Here they lie had realms and lands,
Who now want strength to stir their hands:
Where from their pulpits seal'd with dust
They preach, 'In greatness is no trust.'
Here 's an acre sown indeed
With the richest, royall'st seed
That the earth did e'er suck in
Since the first man died for sin:
Here the bones of birth have cried--
'Though gods they were, as men they died.'
Here are sands, ignoble things,
Dropt from the ...