John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Israel Zangwill 1864-1926 John Bartlett
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| How full and rich a world Theirs to inhabit is— Sweet scent of grass and bloom, Playmates’ glad symphony, Cool touch of western wind, Sunshine’s divine caress. How should they know or feel They are in darkness? But, oh, the miracle! If a Redeemer came, Laid finger on their eyes— One touch and what a world, New-born in loveliness! |
| Blind Children. |
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| What a dark world—who knows?— Ours to inhabit is! One touch and what a strange Glory might burst on us, What a hid universe! |
| Blind Children. |
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| Oh, for the simple life, For tents and starry skies! |
| Aspiration. |