Ben Jonson

It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. read more

It strikes! one, two,
Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch,
Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest;
Would thou could'st make the time to do so too;
I'll wind thee up no more.

Cut
Men's throats with whisperings.

Cut
Men's throats with whisperings.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Hang sorrow, care 'll kill a cat.

Small Latin, and less Greek.

Small Latin, and less Greek.

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . read more

Poor worms, they hiss at me, whilst I at home
Can be contented to applaud myself, . . . with joy
To see how plump my bags are and my barns.