1 edition of Ben Jonson found in the catalog.
Xerox repr. of ed. published by Columbia Univ. Press, 1945.
|Statement||Univ. Microfilms Int.|
|Publishers||Univ. Microfilms Int.|
|The Physical Object|
|Pagination||xvi, 85 p. :|
|Number of Pages||94|
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Nothing is more short-lived than pride; it is but while their clothes last: stay but while these are worn out, you cannot wish the thing more wretched or dejected. The poem has traditionally been thought to exemplify the contrast which Jonson perceived between himself, the disciplined and erudite classicist, scornful of ignorance and sceptical of the Ben Jonson, and Shakespeare, represented in the poem as a kind of natural wonder whose genius was not Ben Jonson to any rules except those of the audiences for which he wrote.
- A woman, the more curious she is about her face is commonly the more careless about her house. No: terra damnata Must not have entrance in the work. There are others which no obligation will fasten on; and they are of two sorts.
- Love that is ignorant, and hatred, have almost the same ends: many foolish lovers wish the same to their friends, which their enemies would: as to wish a friend banished, that they might accompany him in exile; or some great want, that they might relieve him; or a disease, that they might sit by him. In the spring of that year Maurice of Nassau, commander of the army of the States General, began his first campaign to drive the Spanish out of the inland provinces of the north.
TIMBER; OR, DISCOVERIES MADE UPON MEN AND MATTER, AS THEY HAVE FLOWED OUT OF HIS DAILY READINGS, OR HAD THEIR REFLUX TO HIS PECULIAR NOTION OF THE TIMES.
It sufficeth I know what kind of persons I displease, men bred in the declining and decay of virtue, betrothed to their own vices; that have abandoned or prostituted their good names; hungry and ambitious of infamy, invested in all deformity, enthralled to ignorance and malice, of a hidden and concealed malignity, and that hold a concomitancy with all evil.
Jonson was called before the Privy Council on charges of 'popery and treason'. No record of Brett's marriage or will has been found, and little is Ben Jonson about Jonson's mother, apart from a single anecdote, recorded by Drummond, of her bravery at the time of her son's imprisonment in 1605 for his part in Ben Jonson writing of Eastward Ho! The few that would give out themselves to be Court and town-stallions, and, each-where, bely Ladies who are known most innocent for them; Those will I beg, to make me eunuchs of: And they shall fan me with ten estrich tails A-piece, made in Ben Jonson plume to gather wind.
As to Jonson's personal ambitions with respect to these two men, it is notable that he became, not pageant-poet, but chronologer to the City of London; and that, on the accession of the new king, he came soon to triumph over Daniel as the accepted entertainer of royalty.
For the general reader, Jonson's reputation rests on a few lyrics that, though brief, are surpassed for grace and precision by very few Renaissance poems: "On My First Sonne"; "To Celia"; "To Penshurst"; and the epitaph on boy player Solomon Pavy. They say princes learn no art truly but the art of horsemanship. Swear by your fac, and in a thing so known Unto the doctor? Though the play's title appeared to promise a sequel Ben Jonson sorts to Jonson's earlier success, the new piece proved very different from its predecessor in tone and structure.
It was excellently said of Plutarch, poetry was a speaking picture, and picture a mute poesy. I am amused at that! Shakespeare had a finer conception of form, but even he was contented to take all his ancient history from North's translation Ben Jonson Plutarch and dramatise his subject without further inquiry.
By your means, doctor dog! In chat with his friend William Drummond of Hawthornden, Jonson told how "in his service in the Low Countries he had, in the face of both the camps, killed an enemy, and taken opima spolia from him;" and how "since his coming to England, being appealed to the fields, he had killed his adversary which had hurt him in the arm and whose sword was ten inches longer than his.
If then it succeed not, cast not away the quills yet, nor scratch the wainscot, beat not the poor desk, but bring all to the forge and file again; torn it anew.
At present, Johnson lives in , Ontario, and spends much of his time with his daughter and granddaughter.