Ben Jonson (Бен Джонсон)

Epitaph on the Countess of Pembroke

UNDERNEATH this sable herse
Lies the subject of all verse.
Sidney’s sister, Pembroke’s mother;
Death! ere thou hast slain another,
Learn’d and fair and good as she,
Time shall throw a dart at thee.

1. На старого осла
2. To Censorious Courtling
3. Venus' Runaway
4. Natural Progress
5. A Hymn to God the Father

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1954

Последние стихотворения

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