Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MR. JOSHUA SYLVESTER, by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: If to admire were to commend, my praise Last Line: No more, those maiden glories she hath lost. Subject(s): Sylvester, Joshua (1563-1618); Translating & Interpreting | ||||||||
If to admire were to commend, my praise Might then both thee, thy work and merit raise: But, as it is (the child of ignorance, And utter stranger to all air of France) How can I speak of thy great pains, but err? Since they can only judge, that can confer. Behold! The reverend shade of Bartas stands Before my thought, and (in thy right) commands That to the world I publish, for him, this: Bartas doth wish thy English now were his. So well in that are his inventions wrought, As his will now be the translation thought, Thine the original; and France shall boast, No more, those maiden glories she hath lost. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOUND IN TRANSLATION [FOR CLAIRE MALROUX] by MARILYN HACKER MESSAGES AS TRANSLATION by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE MYSTERIES OF CAESAR by ANTHONY HECHT IN HELL WITH VIRG AND DAN: CANTO 17 by CAROLYN KIZER OF DISTRESS BEING HUMILIATED BY THE CLASSICAL CHINESE POETS by HAYDEN CARRUTH RELIGIO LAICI; OR, A LAYMAN'S FAITH by JOHN DRYDEN THE CHESSBOARD IS ON FIRE by AARON FOGEL ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER by JOHN KEATS A TRANSLATION by JAMES LAUGHLIN 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 |
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