black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

Ben Jonson

I’ll give anything for a good copy now, be it true or false, so it be news.
BEN JONSON

False Giving News True
The voice so sweet, the words so fair, As some soft chime had stroked the air; And though the sound had parted thence, Still left an echo in the sense.
BEN JONSON

Air Echoes Parted Sweet Thence
A good poet’s made as well as born.
BEN JONSON

Born Made Poet
How ready is heaven to those that pray!
BEN JONSON

Heaven Prayer Praying
No glass renders a man’s form or likeness so true as his speech.
BEN JONSON

Glasses Men Speech
A good king is a public servant.
BEN JONSON

Good King Kings Servant
A good man will avoid the spot of any sin. The very aspersion is grievous, which makes him choose his way in his life, as he would in his journey.
BEN JONSON

Aspersion Choose Good Journey Men
Passions are spiritual rebels and raise sedition against the understanding.
BEN JONSON

Passion Spiritual Understanding
It is the highest of earthly honors to be descended from the great and good. They alone cry out against a noble ancestry who have none of their own.
BEN JONSON

Ancestry Honor Noble
Love that is ignorant and hatred have almost the same ends.
BEN JONSON

Hate Hatred Ignorant
All the wise world is little else, in nature, But parasites or subparasites.
BEN JONSON

Little Wise World
In small proportions we just beauties see; And in short measures, life may perfect be.
BEN JONSON

June Life Perfect Summer
The burnt child dreads the fire.
BEN JONSON

Children Dread Fire
Books are faithful repositories, which may be awhile neglected or forgotten, but when they are opened again, will again impart their instruction.
BEN JONSON

Book Faithful May
Fortune, that favors fools.
BEN JONSON

Favors Fool Fortune
Whosoever loves not picture is injurious to truth, and all the wisdom of poetry. Picture is the invention of heaven, the most ancient and most akin to nature. It is itself a silent work, and always one and the same habit.
BEN JONSON

Ancient Heaven Silent

I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

I have no urns, no dusty monuments; No broken images of ancestors, Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales Of long descents, to boast false honors from.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Ben Jonson Quotes