Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: ON SIR JOHN ROE (2), by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: What two brave perils of the private sword Last Line: Seas, serenes, swords, shot, sickness, all are there. Variant Title(s): On Sir John Roe Subject(s): Roe, Sir John (1581-1606) | ||||||||
What two brave perils of the private sword Could not effect, not all the furies do, That self-divided Belgia did afford; What not the envy of the seas reached to, The cold of Moscow, and fat Irish air, His often change of clime (though not of mind) What could not work; at home in his repair Was his blessed fate, but our hard lot to find. Which shows, wherever death doth please t'appear, Seas, serenes, swords, shot, sickness, all are there. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPIGRAM: ON SIR JOHN ROE (3) by BEN JONSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 1. HIS EXCUSE FOR LOVING by BEN JONSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 4. HER TRIUMPH by BEN JONSON A CELEBRATION OF CHARIS: 5. HIS DISCOURSE WITH CUPID by BEN JONSON A FIT OF RHYME AGAINST RHYME [OR, RIME] by BEN JONSON A NYMPH'S PASSION by BEN JONSON A SONNET, TO THE NOBLE LADY, THE LADY MARY WROTH by BEN JONSON AN ODE TO HIMSELF by BEN JONSON ANSWER TO MASTER WITHER'S SONG, 'SHALL I, WASTING IN DESPAIR?' by BEN JONSON EPICOENE; OR, THE SILENT WOMAN: FREEDOM IN DRESS by BEN JONSON |
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