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And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.

Ben Jonson

The pipe marks the point at which the orangutan ends and man begins.
BEN JONSON

Men Smoking
Success hath made me wanton.
BEN JONSON

Hath Made Success Wanton
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
[The play] is like to be a very conceited scurvy one, in plain English.
BEN JONSON

Conceited English Plain Play
True gladness doth not always speak; joy, bred and born but in the tongue, is weak.
BEN JONSON

Joy Speak Tongue
O! How vain and vile a passion is this fear! What base uncomely things it makes men do.
BEN JONSON

Fear Men Passion
The dignity of truth is lost with much protesting.
BEN JONSON

Dignity Life Losing
That I might live alone once with my gold! O, ’tis a sweet companion! kind and true: A man may trust it when his father cheats him, Brother, or friend, or wife. O wondrous pelf! That which makes all men false, is true itself.
BEN JONSON

Alone Brother Companions Money Sweet
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
Now we are all fallen, youth from their fear, And age from that which bred it, good example.
BEN JONSON

Age Example Fallen Good Youth
Mischiefs feed / Like beasts, till they be fat, and then they bleed.
BEN JONSON

Beast Fats Mischief
Language most shows a man, speak that I may see thee.
BEN JONSON

Leadership May Men
Who will not judge him worthy to be robbed That sets his doors wide open to a thief, And shows the felon where his treasure lies?
BEN JONSON

Doors Judgment Lying Treasure
Sweet Swan of Avon! What a sight it were To see thee in our water yet appear.
BEN JONSON

Sight Swans Sweet
Hang sorrow, care’ll kill a cat.
BEN JONSON

Care Cat Sorrow
For he that once is good, is ever great.
BEN JONSON

Good Greatness Once

And where she went, the flowers took thickest root, As she had sow’d them with her odorous foot.

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