John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Brayed with minstrelsy, 109. |
| Braying of arrogant brass, 840. |
| Brazen throat of war, 240. |
| Breach, imminent deadly, 150. more honoured in the, 130. once more unto the, 91. |
| Breaches, ambuscades, 105. |
| Bread and butter of mine, no, 973. and butter, quarrel with my, 292. and butter, smell of, 554. and butter, went on cutting, 691. and the gospel is good fare, 283. and work for all, there’s, 638. better is half a loaf than no, 15. crammed with distressful, 92. crust of, and liberty, 328. die for beauty than live for, 616. eaten in secret, 1017. half-penny worth of, 85. he took the, and brake it, 177. Homer begged his, 189. if his son ask, 1031. in one hand stone the other, 887. in sorrow ate his, 989. is buttered, which side my, 19. is the staff of life, 283, 291. looked to government for, 411. man doth not live by only, 1005. man shall not live by, alone, 1030. nor his seed begging, 1011. of banishment, eating the bitter, 81. of idleness, 1021. should be so dear, that, 594. upon the waters, cast thy, 1023. whole stay of, 1025. wondering for his, 420. |
| Break before the bird, shell must, 682. better to bow than, 12. faith, fear may, 807. into foam of flowers, 805. it to our hope, 126. of day, eyes the, 49. of the wave, 561. on the lips when meeting, 633. thy bivouac, thy dog would, 623. |
| Breakers, the Euxine’s dangerous, 559. wantoned with thy, 548. |
| Breakfast on a lion’s lip, 91. scheme for her own, 311. with what appetite you have, 99. |
| Breaking flood, murmur of the, 824. waves dashed high, 569. while the tired waves vainly, 727. |
| Breast, a magic power to calm the, 607. against Othello’s, 156. arm the obdured, 228. at rest in the green earth’s, 728. beauteous head drops upon his, 338. bless it upon my, 733. calm the troubled, 637. cross on her white, 325. eternal in the human, 315. fair as thine ideal, 546. feeble woman’s, 482. hold me to your deep, 794. knock the, 242. |
| Breast, marble of her snowy, 219. master-passion in the, 317. monuments upon my, 571. ne’er learned to glow, whose, 335. of the river, 857. on her white, 325. on thy, fold sorrow’s children, 798. round its, the rolling clouds, 397. same heart beats in every, 754. soft hand and softer, 577. soothe the savage, 294. sunshine of the, 381. tamer of the human, 382. the living fires, wake in our, 689. thine ideal, 546. told but to her mutual, 516. toss him to my, 205. truth hath a quiet, 80. two hands upon the, 765. where learning lies, 336. with dauntless, 385. within his own clear, 244. within our, this jewel lies, 362. |
| Breasts the keen air, 394. |
| Breast-high amid the corn, 592. |
| Breastplate, what stronger, 94. |
| Breath, a sweeter woman ne’er drew, 749. attunes the spheres, with one, 722. bated, 61. boastful, is not a bow-string, 645. boldest held his, the, 515. borne away with every, 554. by the gate of, 805. call back the fleeting, 384. came o’er the sea, no, 636. can make them, 396. Cytherea’s, 77. down and out of, 88. extend a mother’s, 328. hope’s perpetual, 474. is in his nostrils, 1025. last moment of his, 398. life of mortal, 642. life that breathes with human, 666. lightly draws its, 466. little flesh a little, 935. love that endures for a, 805. most breathes, where, 162. mouth-honour, 124. of flowers sweeter in the air, 167. of God, his life a, 721. of heaven, 416. of kings, princes are, 447. of men, she takes away the, 658. of morn, sweet is the, 233. one more unfortunate weary of, 595. regular as infant’s, 502. revives him, 329. rides on the posting winds, 160. skies were purple and, was praise, 599. smells wooingly, heaven’s, 117. suck my last, 333. summer’s ripening, 106. that fleets beyond this, a, 685. the tempest’s, prevail, 542. this life is a fleeting, 795. |
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