John Suckling Professions : Poet Born : February 10, 1609 Died : June 1, 1642 Browse All Authors Top 20 quotes by John Suckling Love is the fart John Suckling pain heart love-is Our sins, like to our shadows, when our day was in its glory, scarce appeared; toward our evening, how great and monstrous! John Suckling evening shadow guilt Opportunity, to statesmen, is as the just degree of heat to chemists; it perfects all the work. John Suckling heat degrees opportunity Tis not the meat, but 'tis the appetite makes eating a delight. John Suckling delight meat food Why so pale and wan, fond lover, John Suckling lovers life moving Expectation makes a blessing dear. Heaven were not heaven if we knew what it was. John Suckling blessing hope expectations I prithee send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine; For if from yours you will not part, Why, then, shouldst thou have mine? John Suckling broken-heart heartbreak love She is pretty to walk with, John Suckling witty relationship thinking Success is a rare paint, hides all the ugliness. John Suckling ugliness paint Beauties that from worth arise are like the grace of deities. John Suckling deities arise grace If I a fancy take John Suckling black blue beauty A quiet mediocrity is still to be preferred before a troubled superfluity. John Suckling mediocrity stills quiet Tis love in love that makes the sport. John Suckling sports But as when an authentic watch is shown, Each man winds up and rectifies his own, So in our very judgments. John Suckling wind men watches A health to the nut-brown lass, With the hazel eyes: let it pass. . . . . As much to the lively grey 'Tis as good i' th' night as day: . . . . She's a savour to the glass, And excuse to make it pass. John Suckling glasses eye night Abruptness is an eloquence in parting, when spinning out the time is but the weaving of new sorrow. John Suckling weaving spinning sorrow Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together; And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. John Suckling three together weather Joy never feasts so high as when the first course is of misery. John Suckling joy happiness firsts 'Tis expectation makes a blessing dear. John Suckling anticipation blessing expectations But oh, she dances in such a way! John Suckling easter dance sight Similar Authors Abdellatif Laabi poet Ihara Saikaku poet Abram Joseph Ryan poet Ingeborg Bachmann poet Izumi Shikibu poet Bion of Smyrna poet All Authors
