John Suckling,
The Works of Sir John Suckling in prose and verse…
(1910)
“ LOVE'S BURNING-GLASS Wondering long, how I could harmless see Men gazing on those beams that fired me, At last I found it was the crystal, Love, Before my heart that did the heat improve: Which, by contracting of those scatter'd rays5 Into itself, did so produce my blaze. ”
