John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Matthew Arnold 1822-1888 John Bartlett
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| Others abide our question. Thou art free. We ask and ask. Thou smilest and art still, Out-topping knowledge. |
| Shakespeare. |
| 2 |
| Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too! |
| Requiescat. |
| 3 |
| To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man. |
| Growing old. |
| 4 |
| Time may restore us in his course Goethe’s sage mind and Byron’s force; But where will Europe’s latter hour Again find Wordsworth’s healing power? |
| Memorial Verses. |
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| Wandering between two worlds,—one dead, The other powerless to be born. |
| Stanzas from the grande Chartreuse. |
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| The kings of modern thought are dumb. |
| Stanzas from the grande Chartreuse. |
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| Calm Soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city’s jar, That there abides a place of thine, Man did not make, and can not mar. |
| Lines written in Kensington Gardens. |
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| We, in some unknown Power’s employ, Move on a rigorous line; Can neither, when we will, enjoy, Nor, when we will, resign. |
| Stanzas in Memory of the Author of “Obermann.” |
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| And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night. |
| Dover Beach. |
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| With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day and wish ’t were done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern. |
| Morality. |
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| This strange disease of modern life. |
| The Scholar Gypsy. |
| 12 |
| Ennobling this dull pomp, the life of kings, By contemplation of diviner things. |
| Mycerinus. |
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| Yet they, believe me, who await No gifts from chance, have conquered Fate. |
| Resignation. |
| 14 |
| Let the long contention cease! Geese are swans and swans are geese! |
| The last Word. |
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| The same heart beats in every human breast. |
| The buried Life. |
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| To thee only God granted A heart ever new: To all always open; To all always true. |
| Switzerland. Parting. |
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| Radiant with ardour divine! Beacons of Hope ye appear! Languor is not in your heart, Weakness is not in your word, Weariness not on your brow. |
| Rugby Chapel. |
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| Peace, peace is what I seek and public calm, Endless extinction of unhappy hates. |
| Merope. |
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| With women the heart argues, not the mind. |
| Merope. |
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| We do not what we ought, What we ought not, we do, And lean upon the thought That Chance will bring us through. |
| Empedocles on Etna. |
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| The will is free; Strong is the soul, and wise and beautiful; The seeds of godlike power are in us still; Gods are we, bards, saints, heroes, if we will! |
| Written in Emerson’s Essays. |
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| The men of culture are the true apostles of equality. |
| From Culture and Anarchy. |
| 23 |
| The pursuit of the perfect, then, is the pursuit of sweetness and light. |
| From Culture and Anarchy. |
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| There is no better motto which it [culture] can have than these words of Bishop Wilson, “To make reason and the will of God prevail.” |
| From Culture and Anarchy. |
| 25 |
| Philistine must have originally meant, in the mind of those who invented the nickname, a strong, dogged, unenlightened opponent of the children of the light. |
| Essays in Criticism. Heinrich Heine. |
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| The vast Mississippi of falsehood. |
| History. |
| 27 |
| Resolve to be thyself; and know, that he Who finds himself, loses his misery. |
| Self-Dependence. |