ben jonson

• aşağıdaki harika şiirin sahibi;
  
  though i am young, and cannot tell
  either what death or love is well,
  yet i have heard they both bear darts,
  and both do aim at humane hearts.
  and then again, i have been told,
  love wounds with heat, as death with cold;
  so that i fear they do but bring
  extremes to touch, and mean one thing.
  
  as in a ruin we it call
  one thing to be blown up, or fall;
  or to our end, like way may have,
  by a flash of lightning, or a wave;
  so love's inflamed shaft or brand,
  may kill as soon as death's cold hand;
  except love's fires the virtue have
  to fright the frost out of the grave