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• She is pretty to walk with, And witty to talk with, And pleasant, too, to think on.
  -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- Brennoralt, Act ii...
• Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the ligh
  But oh, she dances such a way! No sun upon an Easter-day Is half so fine a sight....
• Nick of time. -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- The Gobli
• Oh, could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme!
  Though deep, yet clear; though gentle, yet not dull...
• The prince of darkness is a gentleman. -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- The Gobli
• Her lips were red, and one was thin; Compared with that was next her chin,-- Some bee had stung it newly.
  -- Sir John Suckling (1609-1641) -- Ballad upon a Wedding...
• Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale?
  Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail?...
• There is a way on high, conspicuous in the clear heavens, called the Milky Way, brilliant with its own brightness.
  By it the gods go to the dwelling of the great Thunderer and his royal abode ....
• Abruptness is eloquence in parting, when spinning out the time is but the weaving of new sorrow.
  -- Sir John Suckling...