Poem by Ben Jonson 1574-1638
It is not growing like a Tree In bulk doth make man better be
Or standing long an oak, three hundred year to fall a log at last, dry, bald and sere
A Lily of the day is fairer far in May Although it fall and die that night
It was the plant and flower of Light In small proportions we just beauties see
And in short measures life may perfect be
Worked on a dark background which gives richness to the
dark colours and illuminates the pale colours.
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