A funeral elegie, In Memory of the Rare, Famous, and Admired Poet, Mr. Beniamin Ionson deceased Who dyed the sixteenth day of August last, 1637, and lyeth inter'd in the Cathedrall Church of Saint Peter at Westminster |
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To my Friend Iohn Taylor, the Author of this following Elegie. |
 | A funeral elegie, In Memory of the Rare, Famous, and Admired Poet, Mr. Beniamin Ionson deceased |  |
To my Friend Iohn Taylor, the Author of this following Elegie.
Iohn , though (in verse) I doe but seldome write,Yet love provokes me that I must requit e
Thy honest gratitude thou hast exprest,
Although in Ben I had no interest;
He was to me, nor I of him scarce knowne,
Yet for the love (kind Friend) thou here hast showne,
This Paradox of Ionson may be read,
Hee is not living, nor he is not dead.
Edvvard Brian.
| A funeral elegie, In Memory of the Rare, Famous, and Admired Poet, Mr. Beniamin Ionson deceased | |