P. Fletcher
Cited as P. Fletcher. — 7 quotations
Blade
As sweet a plant, as fair a flower, is faded As ever in the Muses' garden bladed.
Blind
Her beauty all the rest did blind.
Enlace
Ropes of pearl her neck and breast enlace.
Gules
His sev'n-fold targe a field of gules did stain In which two swords he bore; his word, “Divide and reign.”
Inburnt
Her inburnt, shamefaced thoughts.
Outway
In divers streets and outways multiplied.
Quodlibet
These are your quodlibets, but no learning.