The Poems, Plays and Other Remains of Sir John Suckling, Volume 2

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F. & W. Kerslake, 1874
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Page 73 - Whoever thinks a faultless piece to see, Thinks what ne'er was, nor is, nor e'er shall be, In every work regard the writer's end, Since none can compass more than they intend; And if the means be just, the conduct true, Applause, in spite of trivial faults, is due.
Page 96 - COME let the state stay, And drink away, There is no business above it : It warms the cold brain, Makes us speak in high strain ; He's a fool that does not approve it. The Macedon youth Left behind him this truth. That nothing is done with much thinking ; He drunk, and he fought, Till he had what he sought, The world was his own by good drinking.
Page 140 - ... it being true of our author what Dr Donne said of a famous artist of his time — " A hand or eye By Hilliard drawn, is worth a history By a worse painter made.
Page 214 - To be a little pleasant in my instances : the very women have suffered reformation, and wear through the whole court their faces as little disguised now as an honest man's actions should be...
Page 241 - Socinianism at this time renders every man, that offers to give an account of religion by reason, suspected to have none at all ; yet I have made no scruple to run that hazard, not knowing why a man should not use the best weapon his Creator hath given him for his defence.
Page 51 - And dim the brightness of your neighbour lamps! Disdain to borrow light of Cynthia! For I, the chiefest lamp of all the earth. First rising in the East with mild aspect, But fixed now in the meridian line, Will send up fire to your turning spheres, And cause the sun to borrow light of you.
Page 52 - So shall our swords, our lances, and our shot Fill all the air with fiery meteors ; Then, when the sky shall wax as red as blood, It shall be said I made it red myself, To make me think of naught but blood and war.
Page 201 - And 0 ! why should I write then ? Why should I not come myself? Those tyrants, business, honour, and necessity, what have they to do with you and I ? Why should we not do love's commands before theirs, whose sovereignty is but usurped upon us ? Shall we not smell to roses 'cause others do look on, or gather them 'cause there are prickles, and something that would hinder us...
Page 44 - tis, when destiny proves kind, With full-spread sails to run before the wind ! But those that 'gainst stiff gales laveering go, Must be at once resolved, and skilful too.
Page 73 - And into how many pieces a poor play Is taken still before the second day ! Like a strange beauty newly come to court ; And to say truth, good faith, 'tis all the sport. One will like all the ill things in a play, Another some o...