'On My First Son' DweiveR
Posted on Jan 12th, 2008
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my first assignment for ENG-317
a line by line re-right of Ben JonSon's
'On My First Son'y
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy
My sin was too much hope for thee, Loved boy
Seven years thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay
Exacted by thy fate, on the just Day.
O, could I lose all father Now! For why
Will man lament the State he should envy?
To have so soon 'scaped world's and flesh's rage
Rest in soft Peace, and asked, say Here do lie
Ben JonSon his best piece of poetry,
For whose sake, hence forth, All his vows be such
As what he Loves may never like too much.
— Ben Jonson
response(s) to follow
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a line by line re-right of Ben JonSon's
'On My First Son'y
Farewell, thou child of my right hand, and joy
My sin was too much hope for thee, Loved boy
Seven years thou wert lent to me, and I thee pay
Exacted by thy fate, on the just Day.
O, could I lose all father Now! For why
Will man lament the State he should envy?
To have so soon 'scaped world's and flesh's rage
Rest in soft Peace, and asked, say Here do lie
Ben JonSon his best piece of poetry,
For whose sake, hence forth, All his vows be such
As what he Loves may never like too much.
— Ben Jonson
response(s) to follow
:-)
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AHHH! I could almost scream for you! It fills me silently, sorrowfully.
AHAHHAHAAH!!
tHANK yOU?
not sure where the sorrow slipped in,
i'll need to work on that (or not)
it's interesting,
we discussed the Jonson poem today in class; on the bases that it represents a cathartic experience following the death of his son.
that is a valid viewpoint, and very may well be the actual intention, but i read it a little differently.
for one reason or another i read it as: Jonson saying goodbye to his youth & harkening in the Birth of his Maturity.
this is what brought that view (maybe)
'….say Here do lie
Ben JonSon his best piece of poetry,
For whose sake, hence forth, All his vows be s…'
Thank-You for Share-ing!!as far as my interpretations,
the first is, i think, a dialogue between my mother and myself;
her describing my youth, possibly lamenting my departure,
& my response to the question 'For Why?'
the second is an ode to Childhood
in the form of four year old,
and the four year old that lives in each of us.
:-)
What! I could have sworn it was about your son die-ing. Guess I haven't read enough poetry in a while.
I get what your saying though. That works.
AHAAHAHHA!
It is.
The son given me at birth,
The Youth i lived for so long
That poor boy, died a hard death.
A rock, in the Open Sea
I'd no means to swim, alas
Destined to sink with Swiftness?
Given, my continued Life,
Fate or no, 'twas meant to Be
Presented We, each our pain
And Strength Beyond to Stand Tall.
We're All meant to RiSE Higher
Lackadaisical thats all.
Day, An Opportunity
Night, One just the same; Chances,
Motion is a Given, but
We must take the Wheel and Drive
Thank You for Share-ing!!
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