Ben Jonson

(11 June 1572 – 6 August 1637 / London / England)

Song From The Silent Woman - Poem by Ben Jonson

Still to be neat, still to be dressed,
As you were going to a feast;
Still to be powdered, still perfumed:
Lady, it is to be presumed,
Though art's hid causes are not found,
All is not sweet, all is not sound.

Give me a look, give me a face,
That makes simplicity a grace;
Robes loosely flowing, hair as free;
Such sweet neglect more taketh me
Than all th' adulteries of art:
They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.


Comments about Song From The Silent Woman by Ben Jonson

  • (12/13/2017 10:46:00 AM)


    ''You may be prudent, fair, and chaste,
    But ah! my girl, you do not love! '' - Lord Byron, 'To Caroline'
    (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 1 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010



[Report Error]