Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO MY BOOKSELLER, by BEN JONSON

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TO MY BOOKSELLER, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Thou that mak'st gain thy end, and wisely well
Last Line: Send it to bucklersbury, there 'twill, well.
Subject(s): Books; Reading

Thou, that mak'st gain thy end, and wisely well,
Call'st a book good, or bad, as it doth sell,
Use mine so, too: I give thee leave. But crave
For the luck's sake, it thus much favour have,
To lie upon thy stall, till it be sought;
Not offered, as it made suit to be bought;
Nor have my title-leaf on posts, or walls,
Or in cleft sticks, advanced to make calls
For termers, or some clerk-like serving-man,
Who scarce can spell the hard names: whose knight less can.
If, without these vile arts, it will not sell,
Send it to Bucklersbury, there 'twill, well.

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