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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Sir Edmund William Gosse. (1849–1928) (continued)

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The Past is like a funeral gone by,
The Future comes like an unwelcome guest.

Sonnet. May-Day.

7941

Where are the cities of old time?

The Ballade of dead Cities.

7942

If I could read you like a book
Or like a wizard’s glass of old
I might discover why you look so cold.

The Cast.

Austin Dobson. (1840–1921)

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    The ladies of St. James’s!
  They’re painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever
  Their red it never dies:
But Phillida, my Phillida!
  Her color comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,—
  It wavers to a rose.

At the Sign of the Lyre.

Thomas Hardy. (1840–1928)

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When false things are brought low,
And swift things have grown slow,
Feigning like froth shall go,
Faith be for aye.

Between us now.

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    Whence comes solace? Not from seeing,
What is doing, suffering, being;
Not from noting Life’s conditions,
Not from heeding Time’s monitions;
  But in cleaving to the Dream
  And in gazing at the Gleam
  Whereby gray things golden seem.

On a fine Morning.

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