> So he that flaggeth much, becomes to me
> A _Choerilus_, in whom if I but see
> Twice, or thrice good, I wonder: but am more
> Angry. Sometimes, I heare good _Homer_ snore.
> But, I confesse, that, in a long worke, sleepe
> May, with some right, upon an Author creepe.
>
> Ben Jonson: Horace, Of the Art of Poetrie (1640), p.25 (577 of 844 in
> Works, vol. 2).
Hey, anyone else noticed what Jonson does with the line endings in the
couplets above? Sheesh, I thought that wasn't supposed to have happened
till the 1950s!!! It's *well beyond enjambement, and even wilder than what
Donne did earlier in the Satyres, and they were radical enough.
Gonna hafta read the entire damn poem.
Why don't they tell us about these things?
Robin
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