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

Franis Thompson 1859-1907 John Bartlett

 
1
    I fear to love you, Sweet, because
Love’s the ambassador of loss.
          To Olivia.
2
    The hills look over on the South,
  And Southward dreams the sea;
And with the sea-breeze hand in hand,
  Came innocence and she.
          Daisy.
3
    Little Jesus, wast Thou shy
Once, and just so small as I?
And what did it feel to be
Out of Heaven and just like me?
          Ex Ore Infantum.
4
    I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;
  I fled Him, down the arches of the years;
I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways
  Of my own mind; and in the midst of tears
I hid from Him, and under running laughter.
          The Hound of Heaven.
 


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