Sir Henry Wotton
Wotton was born in Kent, England and was educated at Winchester and New and Queens Colleges, Oxford. Whilst studying at Oxford he met John Donne, the first and greatest of the metaphysical poets, who later became a close friend. In 1595, Wotton became secretary to the Earl of Essex, collecting foreign intelligence. He became the ambassador to the court of Venice, and in later years, provost of Eton College. Whilst on a visit to Augsburg in 1604 he wrote a definition of an Ambassador which is now one of his most famous phrases; "An Ambassador is an honest man, sent to lie abroad for the good of his country." Although his works are small in number they are known for having great ... more »
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Sir Henry Wotton Poems
The Character of a Happy Life
How happy is he born or taught, That serveth not another's will; Whose armour is his honest thought, And simple truth his highest skill;
You Meaner Beauties of the Night
You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light; You common people of the skies,
A Hymn To My God
OH thou great Power, in whom I move, For whom I live, to whom I die, Behold me through thy beams of love,
Upon the death of Sir Albert Morton's Wi...
An Ode To The King, At His Returning Fro...
Rouse up thy self, my gentle Muse, Though now our green conceits be gray, And yet once more do not refuse To take thy Phrygian Harp, and play
To A Noble Friend In His Sickness
Untimely Feaver, rude insulting guest, How didst thou with such unharmonious heat Dare to distune his well-composed rest;
Tears At The Grave Of Sir Albertus Morto...
Silence (in truth) would speak my sorrow best, For, deepest wounds can least their feelings tell; Yet, let me borrow from mine own unrest,
Upon The Sudden Restraint Of The Earl Of...
Dazled thus with height of place, Whilst our Hopes our wits Beguile, No man marks the narrow space 'Twixt a Prison and a Smile.
A Dialogue Betwixt God And The Soul
Soul. Whilst my Souls eye beheld no light But what stream'd from thy gracious sight To me the worlds greatest King,
A Description Of The Countreys Recreatio...
Quivering fears, Heart-tearing cares, Anxious sighs, Untimely tears, Fly, fly to Courts, Fly to fond worldling's sports,
On A Bank As I Sate A Fishing: A Descrip...
And now all Nature seem'd in love, The lusty sap began to move; New juice did stir th'embracing Vines, And Birds had drawn their Valentines:
A Translation Of The CIV. Psalm To The O...
My soul exalt the Lord with Hymns of praise: O Lord my God, how boundless is thy might? Whose Throne of State is cloath'd with glorious rays,
Elizabeth of Bohemia
YOU meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies;
Sir Henry Wotton, and Serjeant Hoskins R...
Ho. Noble, lovely, vertuous Creature, Purposely so fram'd by Nature To enthral your servants wits.
Quotationsmore quotations »
''An Ambassador is an honest man sent to lie abroad for the good of his country.''Sir Henry Wotton (1568-1639), British diplomat, poet. Written in the album of Christopher Fleckmore, c. 1612. Quoted in Izaak Walton, Life of Sir Henr...
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The Character of a Happy Life
How happy is he born or taught,
That serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his highest skill;
Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepar'd for death
Untied unto the world with care
Of princes' grace or vulgar breath;
Who envies none whom chance doth raise,
Or vice; who never understood
The deepest wounds are given by praise,
By rule of state, but not of good;
Who hath his life from rumours freed;
Whose conscience is his strong retreat;
Whose state can neither flatterers ...