kali

Re: Jonson - a little pompous fat man, what's not to like? Obsession with death, being fat, what history will think of him, getting old, lather, rinse, repeart.

Actually, though I quite like his serious poetry (and because I am a big cheezeball, To the memory of my beloved Mr. William Shakespeare is one of my favorite things ever) and I am quite fond of this one you just quoted, what I treasure most about him is his ability to make me laugh, and his complete and utter bluntness. He is not about the subtle.

How about this?

I now thinke, Love is rather deafe, than blind,
For else it could not be,
That she,
Whom I adore so much, should so slight me,
And cast my love behind:
I'm sure my language to her, was as sweet,
And every close did meet
In sentence, of as subtile feet
As hath the youngest Hee,
That sits in shadow of Apollo's tree.
Oh, but my conscious feares,
That flie my thoughts betweene,
Tell me that she hath seene
My hundreds of gray haires,
Told seven and fortie yeares,
Read so much wast, as she cannot imbrace
My mountaine belly and my rockie face,
And all these through her eyes, have stopt her eares.

Poor Joe. You didn't figure ignorance was bliss?
*grin*