Where the bee sucks
there suck I
Liz
> What about the suckability of British poetry?
>
> "She sucked, and sucked, and sucked some more."
> (Christina Rossetti)
>
> "And leave but ashes: so, sweet mage,
> Leave them my ashes when thy use
> Sucks out my soul, thy heritage!"
> (Robert Browning)
>
> "You suck with a sleepy red lip
> The wet red wounds in his heart"
> (Swinburne)
>
> "The mangled fingers; dearest, trust them to me,
> I'll suck the madness out of every pore,"
> (Beddoes)
>
> &etc.
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> "Desire the more he suckt, more sought the brest,
> Like dropsy folke still drinke to be a thyrst."
> (Sidney)
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