Quote#Death
Where dost thou careless lie
Quote byBen Jonson · 1572–1637
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Underwoods, XXIII, An Ode, to Himself, lines 1-6.
English (original)
Where dost thou careless lie, Buried in ease and sloth? Knowledge that sleeps, doth die; And this security, It is the common moth, That eats on wits and arts, and oft destroys them both.
— Ben Jonson
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