Ben Jonson's Poetry, by popularity

• The New Cry

    Ere cherries ripe, and strawberries be gone;
      Unto the cries of London I'll add one;

  39 lines
• Ode

  To the Immortal Memory and Friendship of that Noble Pair, Sir Lucius
  Cary and Sir Henry Morison.

  174 lines
• Praeludium

  And must I sing?  What subject shall I choose!
  Or whose great name in poets' heaven use,

  38 lines
• The Triumph Of Charis

  See the chariot at hand here of Love,
        Wherein my lady rideth!

  31 lines
• To Francis Beaumont

  How I do love thee, Beaumont, and thy muse,
  That unto me dost such religion use!

  9 lines
• Simplex Munditiis

  Still to be neat, still to be dressed,
  As you were going to a feast;

  12 lines
• Of Life And Death

  The ports of death are sins; of life, good deeds:
  Through which our merit leads us to our meeds.

  7 lines
• Song: from Cynthia's Revels

  O, that joy so soon should waste!
  Or so sweet a bliss

  13 lines
• To The Reader

  Pray thee, take care, that tak'st my book in hand,
  To read it well -- that is, to understand.

  2 lines
• The Speech

  The long laments I spent for ruin'd Troy,
  Are dried; and now mine eyes run teares of joy.

  63 lines
• The Speeches of Gratulations

  GENIUS.
  Time, Fate, and Fortune have at length conspir'd,

  205 lines
• Epode

  Not to know vice at all, and keep true state,
    Is virtue and not fate:

  115 lines
• Epitaph On The Countess Of Pembroke

  Underneath this sable hearse
  Lies the subject of all verse,

  5 lines
• Song: To Cynthia

  \From\ "Cynthia's Revels"
  Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,

  19 lines
• In The Person Of Womankind

  A SONG APOLOGETIC
  

  22 lines
• On Elizabeth L. H.

  Epitaphs i
  WOULDST thou hear what Man can say

  14 lines
• The Alchemist: Prologue

  Fortune, that favours fools, these two short hours,
  We wish away, both for your sakes and ours,

  24 lines
• The Metamorphosed Gypsies (excerpt)

  The fairy beam upon you,
  The stars to glister on you;

  20 lines
• That Women Are But Men's Shadows

  Follow a shadow, it still flies you;
  Seem to fly it, it will pursue:

  12 lines
• Song To Celia - I

  Come, my Celia, let us prove
  While we may the sports of love;

  18 lines
• Song from The Silent Woman

  Still to be neat, still to be dressed,
  As you were going to a feast;

  12 lines
• On Salathiel Pavy

  WEEP with me, all you that read
  This little story;

  26 lines
• The Alchemist

  The sickness hot, a master quit, for fear,
  His house in town, and left one servant there;

  12 lines
• To Lucy, Countess of Bedford, with John Donne's Satires

  Lucy, you brightness of our sphere, who are
  Life of the Muses' day, their morning star!

  16 lines
• Queen and Huntress

  Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
  Now the sun is laid to sleep,

  18 lines
• To the Memory of My Beloved Author, Mr. William Shakespeare

  To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name,
  Am I thus ample to thy book and fame;

  80 lines
• So Breaks The Sun

  So breaks the sun earth's rugged chains,
  Wherein rude winter bound her veins;

  8 lines
• The Noble Balm

  HIGH-SPIRITED friend,
  I send nor balms nor cor'sives to your wound:

  24 lines
• Song To Diana

  Queen and huntress, chaste and fair,
  Now the sun is laid to sleep,

  18 lines, 2 comments
• XIII: Epistle: To Katherine, Lady Aubigny

  'Tis growne almost a danger to speake true
  Of any good minde, now: There are so few.

  124 lines

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