Selections from the Works of Sir John Suckling. To which is prefixed a life of the author and critical remarks on his writings and genius by the Rev. Alfred SucklingLongman & Company, 1836 - 411 страници |
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... brother , Charles Suckling , of Woodton , in a MS . now before me , thus draws his portrait : " He was a man of grave deportement , and very comely person ; of a fair complexion , with good features and flaxen haire . ” Of the early ...
... brother , Charles Suckling , of Woodton , in a MS . now before me , thus draws his portrait : " He was a man of grave deportement , and very comely person ; of a fair complexion , with good features and flaxen haire . ” Of the early ...
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... brother in lawe , the Earl of Middlesex , my picture of my late dear wife , hanginge in my country house , amongst other pictures , in the little roome next the great hall ; for the love he bare to my late deare wife , his most lovinge ...
... brother in lawe , the Earl of Middlesex , my picture of my late dear wife , hanginge in my country house , amongst other pictures , in the little roome next the great hall ; for the love he bare to my late deare wife , his most lovinge ...
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... brother poet , while labouring under the influence of ill success , is worth recording , as characterising that elasti- city of mind for which he was particularly distinguished . On these occasions , when at his lowest ebb , he would ...
... brother poet , while labouring under the influence of ill success , is worth recording , as characterising that elasti- city of mind for which he was particularly distinguished . On these occasions , when at his lowest ebb , he would ...
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... brother of Sir Kenelm Digby's , to draw a paper in writing , which she dictated ; and to get Sir John Sutclin's hand unto it . Therein he must disavow any interest he hath in her , by promise or otherways . " If he would undertake this ...
... brother of Sir Kenelm Digby's , to draw a paper in writing , which she dictated ; and to get Sir John Sutclin's hand unto it . Therein he must disavow any interest he hath in her , by promise or otherways . " If he would undertake this ...
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... brother of Sir William Davenant , the poet laureate . n If learning will beseem a courtier well , If honour waite on those , who dare excell ; Then let not poets envie , but admire The eager flames of thy poetique fire ; For , whilst ...
... brother of Sir William Davenant , the poet laureate . n If learning will beseem a courtier well , If honour waite on those , who dare excell ; Then let not poets envie , but admire The eager flames of thy poetique fire ; For , whilst ...
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Страница 203 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner? Prithee, why so mute? Will, when speaking well can't win her, Saying nothing do 't? Prithee, why so mute? Quit, quit for shame! This will not move; This cannot take her. If of herself she will not love, Nothing can make her: The devil take her!
Страница 68 - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
Страница 81 - PRYTHEE send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine ; For if from yours you will not part, Why then should'st thou have mine ? Yet now I think on't, let It lie, To find it were in vain, For thou'st a thief in either eye Would steal it back again.
Страница 203 - Quit, quit for shame ! This will not move ; This cannot take her. If of herself she will not love, Nothing can make her : The devil take her...
Страница 88 - twas not that, but 'twas thought that, his grace Considered, he was well he had a cup-bearer's place. Will. Davenant, ashamed of a foolish mischance, That he had got lately travelling in France, Modestly hoped the handsomeness of 's muse Might any deformity about him excuse. And Surely the company would have been content, If they could have found any precedent; But in all their records either in verse or prose, There was not one laureate without a nose.
Страница 92 - Of thee (kind boy) I ask no red and white, To make up my delight; No odd, becoming graces, Black eyes, or little know-not-whats, in faces : Make me but mad enough, give me good store Of love for her I court, I ask no more ; 'Tis love in love that makes the sport.
Страница 75 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Страница 90 - He loved not the muses so well as his sport, And prized black eyes, or a lucky hit At bowls above all the trophies of wit; But Apollo was angry, and publicly said, 'Twere fit that a fine were set upon 's head.
Страница 75 - Her lips were red, and one was thin Compared to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly). But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze, Than on the sun in July.
Страница 70 - If by this thou dost discover That thou art no perfect lover, And, desiring to love true, Thou dost begin to love anew, Know this, Thou lov'st amiss; And to love true, Thou must begin again, and love anew.