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from
Otia Sacra
[ON BEN JONSON]
by Mildmay Fane
He who began from brick and lime
The Muses' hill to climb,
And whilom busied in laying stone,
Thirsted to drink of Helicon,
Changing his trowel for a pen,
Wrote straight the temper not of dirt, but men.
Now, since that he is turned to clay, and gone,
Let those remain of th' occupation
He honored once, square him a tomb may say
His craft exceeded far a dauber's way;
Then write upon 't: He could no longer tarry,
But was returned again unto the quarry.
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Source:
Maclean, Hugh, Ed. Ben Jonson and the Cavalier Poets
New York: W. W. Norton & Company, Inc. 1974. 205.
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