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

Conordane Index Page 378 John Bartlett

 
Whence is thy learning, 348.
Where doubt there truth is, 721.
dwellest thou, 103.
go, he will the wise man, 617.
go the poet’s lines, 689.
go we know not, 48.
good and ill together blent, 607.
I would ever be, I am, 538.
ignorance is bliss, 382.
is my child, an echo answers, 550.
is the blot, 713.
law ends tyranny begins, 364.
lives the man that has not tried, 492.
love and wisdom dwell, 715.
Macgregor sits, 976.
my Julia’s lips do smile, 201.
none admire useless to excel, 377.
nothing is had for nothing, world, 727.
scythes of truth had mown, 788.
the bee sucks there suck I, 43.
the Lord knows, 318.
the many mansions be, 758.
the shoe pinches, 910.
the tree falleth, 1023.
they that love are blest, 717.
thou lodgest I will lodge, 1006.
was Roderick then, 492.
we lay our burdens down, 758.
your treasure is, 1030.
Whereabout, prate of my, 119.
Where’er a noble deed is wrought, 646.
I am by shore by sea, 596.
I roam, 394.
is spoken a noble thought, 646.
Wherefore are these things hid, 74.
art thou Romeo, 105.
doth your rout send forth, 605.
for every why a, 50, 210.
in all things, why and, 93.
oh, come ye forth in triumph, 604.
Whereon, the land, we tread, 580.
Wheresoever whensoever, 436.
Whereto the world beats time, 685.
Whether in sea or fire, 126.
pigs have wings, 782.
we wake or we sleep, 664.
Whets the appetite, coquetry, 774.
Whetstone, the blunt, 32.
Which I have loved long since, 607.
Whigs bathing and walked away, caught, 624.
While I nodded nearly napping, 655.
I pondered weak and weary, 655.
I was musing, 1011.
stands the Coliseum, 546.
the tired waves vainly breaking, 727.
thee I seek protecting Power, 862.
there is life there’s hope, 349.
well to lie fallow for a, 696.
we’re Britons true, 867.
you pursue, then be it yours, 696.
Whimper of querulous reeds, 840.
to snarl and, 808.
Whining school-boy, 69.
Whinstone, my, house my castle is, 585.
Whip, a hangman’s, 448.
in every honest hand a, 155.
me such honest knaves, 149.
Whips and scorns of time, 135.
Whipped for o’erdoing termagant, 137.
the offending Adam, 90.
Whipping, who should ’scape, 134.
Whipster, every puny, 156.
Whirligig of time, 77.
Whirls through the empty streets, 714.
Whirlwind of passion, 137.
reap the, 1027.
rides in the, 299, 331.
Whirlwind’s roar, 394.
sway, sweeping, 383.
Whisper, accent of an angel’s, 814.
full well the busy, 397.
hark they, 334.
low, to, 803.
of the southwind, 811.
of the throne, shape the, 675.
of vows, 817.
softness in chambers, 254.
well-bred, close the scene, 419.
with far-heard, 498.
with, of her mellowing grain, 788.
Whispers low, when duty, 616.
of each other’s watch, 91.
of fancy, 367.
sweet as roses’ breath, 821.
the o’erfraught heart, 124.
Whispered in heaven, ’t was, 862.
it to the woods, 238.
song, my soul is full of, 748.
then, every tale hope, 662.
word, sweet in every, 551.
Whispering, each heart is, Home, 594.
humbleness, 61.
I will ne’er consent, 556.
lovers made, for, 395.
tongues can poison truth, 500.
wind, bayed the, 396.
with white lips, 543.
Whisperings around desolate shores, 577.
Whist, the wild waves, 42.
Whist-club, his partners at the, said, 609.
Whistle and she will come to you, 198, 449.
and sing, still he’d, 436.
clear as a, 351.
free, the shrill winds, 718.
her off and let her down, 153.
paid dear for his, 361.
shrill, Christmas is here winds, 697.
them back, when he pleased, 399.
wel ywette, 3.
Whistles in his sound, pipes and, 69.
Whistled for want of thought, 273.
Whistling aloud to bear his courage up, 354.
of a name, 262, 319.
to keep from being afraid, 277.
White, a moment, then melts, 451.
and midnight sky, 821.