Grocott & Ward, comps. Grocott’s Familiar Quotations, 6th ed. 189-?.


My lady came in like a nolle prosequi, and stopt the proceedings.
Congreve.—The Way of the World, Act II. Scene 8.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.
Shakespeare.—Sonnet XVIII.

Ere I could
Give him that parting kiss, which I had set
Betwixt two charming words, comes in my father,
And, like the tyrannous breathing of the north,
Shakes all our buds from growing.
Shakespeare.—Cymbeline, Act I. Scene 4. (Imogen to Pisanio.)

While now her bending neck she plies
Backward to meet the burning kiss,
Then with an easy cruelty denies,
Yet wishes you would snatch, not ask the bliss.
Francis’ Horace, Ode XII. Line 25.

Once more for pity; that I may keep the
Flavour upon my lips till we meet again.
Dryden.—Don Sebastian, Act III. Scene 2.

Once he drew,
With one long kiss, my whole soul thro’
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
Tennyson.—Stanza III. Fatima.