Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: TO PLAYWRIGHT, by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Playwright me reads, and still my verses damns Last Line: In my chaste book: profess them in thine own. Variant Title(s): To Playwright | ||||||||
Playwright me reads, and still my verses damns, He says, I want the tongue of epigrams; I have no salt: no bawdry he doth mean. For witty, in his language, is obscene. Playwright, I loathe to have thy manners known In my chaste book: profess them in thine own. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...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 EPIGRAM: 118. ON GUT by BEN JONSON |
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