John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Epes Sargent 1813-1881 John Bartlett
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| A life on the ocean wave! A home on the rolling deep, Where the scattered waters rave, And the winds their revels keep! Like an eagle caged I pine On this dull unchanging shore: Oh give me the flashing brine, The spray and the tempest’s roar! |
| A Life on the Ocean Wave. |
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| The cold blast at the casement beats; The window-panes are white; The snow whirls through the empty streets; It is a dreary night! |
| The Heart’s Summer. |
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| When the night-wind bewaileth the fall of the year, And sweeps from the forest the leaves that are sere; I wake from my slumber and list to the roar And it saith to my spirit, “No more, never more!” |
| When the Night-wind bewaileth. |