Ben Jonson


To Censorious Courtling


COURTLING, I rather thou should'st utterly
Dispraise my work, than praise it frostily:
When I am read, thou feign'st a weak applause,
As if thou wert my friend, but lack'dst a cause.
This but thy judgment fools: the other way
Would both thy folly and thy spite betray.




English Poetry - http://eng-poetry.ru/english/index.php. E-mail eng-poetry.ru@yandex.ru