Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MARY, LADY WROTH (2), by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How well, fair crown of your fair sex, might he Last Line: Becomes none more than you, who need it least. Subject(s): Wroth, Mary Sidney (1586-1652) | ||||||||
How well, fair crown of your fair sex, might he, That but the twilight of your sprite did see, And noted for what flesh such souls were framed, Know you to be a Sidney, though unnamed? And, being named, how little doth that name Need any muse's praise to give it fame? Which is, itself, the imprese of the great, And glory of them all, but to repeat! Forgive me then, if mine but say you are A Sidney: but in that extend as far As loudest praisers, who perhaps would find For every part a character assigned. My praise is plain, and wheresoe'er professed, Becomes none more than you, who need it least. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO MARY, LADY WROTH (1) 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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