The Longest Day Monologue from Every Man in His Humour

From Every Man in His Humour by Ben Jonson

any · philosophical · 1:01 min

For the Every-Day Book. Cradled in glory’s ether-space, By Venus nursed till morn,-- The light unrolls thy golden life And thou art sweetly born. O lovely Day of bloom and shine, Of heat, and air, and strain! Millions rejoice and millions die Within thy halcyon reign. Hopes, fears, and doubts, the passions move; ’Twas yesterday the same:-- To-morrow! thou wilt join the dead, And only live by name-- Jupiter guides thee through the skies To Hope’s eternal shore: The sun departs--Thou, Longest Day-- Thou wilt be seen no more! Methuselah of England’s year! Thou Parr of Time--Farewell! St. Thomas, shortest of thy race, Shall ring thine annual knell. J. R. PRIOR.

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