(en proper noun
* ~1591 William Shakespeare: Romeo and Juliet : Act I, Scene III:
* 1855 , North and South , Bernhard Tauchnitz 1855, page 382:
- Susan' and she - God rest all Christian souls! - / Were of an age. Well, ' Susan is with God; / She was too good for me.
* 1932 , Words and Names , J.Murray 1932, page 84:
- "With all my heart, though I have not an idea who little Susan' may be. But I have a kindness for all '''Susans''', for simple ' Susan' s sake.
* 2006 , Digging to America , Alfred A. Knopf, ISBN 0307263940, pages 10, 62:
- My own 'reaction' to the name Susan' is a vision of a sturdy young woman garbed in 'print' and armed with a mop or other domestic implement, a picture compounded of a succession of domestic '''Susans''' passing before the eyes of early childhood. - - - It is symptomatic of the game of general post now being played by the classes and the masses that ' Susan is taking refuge, with Betty, Peggy, Jane and Ann, among the aristocracy, while Gladys and Muriel reign below stairs,
- Susan', they called her. They chose a name that resembled the name she had come with, Sooki, and also it was a comfortable sound for Iranians to pronounce. "' Su-san !" Maryam would sing when she went in to get her from her nap. "Su-Su-Su!"
- - - - Even on issues pertaining to their daughter, the Yazdans took a very different approach. Imagine changing that charming name, Sooki, part of her native heritage, to plain old Susan !
* In continuous use since the Middle Ages, with the latest popularity peak in the mid-twentieth century.
(en proper noun
*1850 (Dinah Craik), Olive , Chapman and Hall, page 151:
- Through faith also Sara herself received strength to conceive seed, and was delivered of a child when she was past age, because she judged him faithful who had promised.
*::My pensive Sara ! thy soft cheek reclined, &c.
*:At which Miss Sara Derwent laughed, and asked who wrote that very pretty poetry?
* 2008 , The Northern Clemency , Harpercollins, ISBN 9780007174799, page 175
- Olive learnt that her young beauty's name, so far from being anything so fine as Maddalena, was plain Sarah — or Sara , as its owner took care to explain. Olive was rather disappointed - but she thought of Coleridge's ladye love; consoled herself, and tried to console the young lady, with repeating
- 'I wish I was called Sara ,' she said out loud.
- 'Sarah?' her mother said. 'Why the heck is being called Sarah better than being called Tracy?'
- 'Not Sarah, Sara ,' Tracy said. 'There's no h , you say Saaara.'