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It Is Not Growing Like A Tree by Ben Jonson — Nature Poetry Lines

By Ben Jonson

Topics: nature-poetry

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 a 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.

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"It is not growing like a tree..."

"It Is Not Growing Like A Tree" by Ben Jonson is a nature english poem consisting of 10 lines. This English poem by Ben Jonson demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "It is not growing like a tree In bulk doth make Man better be;...", this piece explores themes of nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Ben Jonson's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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Ben Jonson (1572–1637) was an English poet, playwright, and critic who became the de facto Poet Laureate. His poems include "Drink to Me Only with Thine Eyes" and "To Penshurst," and his masques and comedies made him one of the most important literary figures of the Jacobean era.

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