Home > Authors Index > Browse all available works of Ben Jonson > Text of Praeludium
A poem by Ben Jonson |
||
Praeludium |
||
________________________________________________
Title: Praeludium Author: Ben Jonson [More Titles by Jonson] And must I sing? What subject shall I choose! Hercules? alas, his bones are yet sore Phoebus. No, tend thy cart still. Envious day Nor will I beg of thee, lord of the vine, Pallas, nor thee I call on, mankind maid, Go, cramp dull Mars, light Venus, when he snorts, Let the old boy, your son, ply his old task, Hermes, the cheater, shall not mix with us, Nor all the ladies of the Thespian lake, My muse up by commission; no, I bring [The end] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN |