Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPIGRAM: TO SIR ANNUAL TILTER (SAMUEL FULLER), by BEN JONSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Tilter, the most may admire thee, though not I Last Line: But that's put in, thou'lt say. Why, so is thine. Variant Title(s): To Sir Annual Tilter | ||||||||
Tilter, the most may admire thee, though not I: And thou, right guiltless, mayst plead to it, why? For thy late sharp device. I say 'tis fit All brains, at times of triumph, should run wit. For then, our water-conduits do run wine; But that's put in, thou'lt say. Why, so is thine. | 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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