Quote#Poetry
Shine forth, thou star of poets, and with rage
Quote byBen Jonson · 1572–1637
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: To the Memory of My Beloved, the Author, Mr. William Shakespeare (1618), Lines 71 - 80.
English (original)
Shine forth, thou star of poets, and with rage, Or influence, chide, or cheer the drooping stage, Which, since thy flight from hence, hath mourn'd like night, And despairs day, but for thy volumes light.
— Ben Jonson
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