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TO FRANCIS BEAUMONT by BEN JONSON

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First Line: HOW I DO LOVE THEE, BEAUMONT, AND THY MUSE
Last Line: FOR WRITING BETTER, I MUST ENVY THEE.
Subject(s): BEAUMONT, FRANCIS (1584-1616); DRAMATISTS; PLAYS & PLAYWRIGHTS ; DRAMATISTS;
How I do love thee Beaumont, and thy muse,
That unto me dost such religion use!
How I do fear myself, that am not worth
The least indulgent thought thy pen drops forth!
At once thou mak'st me happy, and unmak'st;
And giving largely to me, more thou tak'st.
What fate is mine, that so itself bereaves?
What art is thine, that so thy friend deceives?
When even there, where most thou praisest me,
For writing better, I must envy thee.




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