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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MIRACLE, by JOHN SUCKLING Poet's Biography
First Line: If thou be'st ice, I do admire
Last Line: Whilst itself doth harder turn!
First Line: If thou be'st ice, I do admire
Last Line: Whilst itself doth harder turn!
IF thou be'st ice, I do admire
How thou couldst set my heart on fire;
Or how thy fire could kindle me,
Thou being ice, and not melt thee;
But even my flames, lit at thy own,
Have hard'ned thee into a stone!
Wonder of love, that canst fulfil,
Inverting nature thus, thy will;
Making ice one another burn,
Whilst itself doth harder turn!
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A SUPPLEMENT OF AN IMPERFECT COPY OF VERSES OF MR. WILL. SHAKESPEARE'S by JOHN SUCKLING
UPON MY LADY CARLISLE'S WALKING IN HAMPTON COURT GARDEN by JOHN SUCKLING
A PEDLAR OF SMALL-WARES by JOHN SUCKLING
A PROLOGUE OF THE AUTHOR'S TO A MASQUE AT WHITTON by JOHN SUCKLING