The Noble Nature by Ben Johnson


Ben Johnson (1532 – 1637)

It is not growing like a tree

In bulk, doth make Man better be;

Or standing long an oak, three hundred year,

To fall a log at last, dry, bald, and sere:

A lily of a day

Is fairer far in May,

Although it fall and die that night—

It was the plant and flower of Light

In small proportions we just beauties see;

And in short measures life may perfect be.


本·瓊森 (1532 - 1637)











(c) Mary Tang 鄧許文蘭 2016

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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17 Responses to The Noble Nature by Ben Johnson

  1. We were both pleased to see you back (and neither knew the poem) XX

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  2. arlingwoman says:

    Nice to see you translating Mary!

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  3. angela1313 says:

    I have been thinking of you. This was lovely to see in my in box and a poem new to me that I really like . Thank you.

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  4. robert okaji says:

    Welcome back, Mary. I’ve been thinking of you.

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