Ecclesfield Hall, Sheffield.
"_Her face is like," &c._ (Vol. vii., p. 305.).--
"Her face is like the milky way i' the sky,--
A meeting of gentle lights without a name."
These lines are from Act III. of Sir John Suckling's tragedy of
_Brennoralt_, and are uttered by a lover contemplating his _sleeping_
mistress; a circumstance which it is important to mention, as the truth
and beauty of the comparison depend on it.