John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Frederik William Henry Myers 1843- ? John Bartlett
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| Look when the clouds are blowing And all the winds are free: In fury of their going They fall upon the sea. But though the blast is frantic, And though the tempest raves, The deep immense Atlantic Is still beneath the waves. 1 |
| Wind, Moon and Tides. |
| Note 1. Shakespeare: Henry V, act iv. sc. i. There is some soul of goodness in things evil Would men observingly distil it out. [back] |