Selden, John

Seldens had lived in Buckinghamshire at least since the eleventh century, when the first Sir John Selden was buried in the north transept of the new church of St. M. and St. E. Selden Manor was a long, low patchwork of a house, part stone, part brick, part timber-framed, with wings and roofs and chimneys tacked on here and there whenever a new generation could afford to make a mark. 

Good afternoon, mistress, he said, and bowed so deeply that he swept the step with his turquoise plumes. I m told that this is Sir John Selden s house ... 

Aislabie. Sir John Selden s daughter. I kept my tearstained face averted, but I heard their respectful comments Delighted... ... 

My father was a fellow. Perhaps you knew him. Sir John Selden. He left papers. I should like to see them. ... 

Sir John Selden. His fat jowls bulged when he smiled. I remember Sir John Selden. Quite the recluse. Quite the character. ... 

How could I resist Black-eyed Emilie, the alchemist s daughter, with her pockets full of mystery and beauty to take a man s breath away. My God, when I first clapped eyes on you, I thought this was the one legend that hadn t been a lie. Everyone knew that the old alchemist John Selden had a lovely daughter hidden in his laboratory. An untouched pearl for some lucky man, we said, so I set out to woo you. He kissed my neck again, and my ear. What can I do to convince you I love you ... 

I laid my staff beside the reclining Sir John, the Bosworth Selden, and rested against his side. I am here. Father, I said. 

Sir John Selden s leg took my weight as my knees began to shake. 

Gradin Per, Howgate G. Paul, Selden Ragnar, and Brown A. Richard. Dynamic-mechanical properties. In Comprehensive Polymer Science and Supplements, V. 2 Polymer Properties, Sir Geoffrey Allen and John C. Bevington (eds.), 533-569, New York Pergamon Press, 1989. 

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