John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Robert Blair. (1699–1746) (continued) |
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The cup goes round: And who so artful as to put it by! ’T is long since Death had the majority. |
The Grave. Part ii. Line 449. |
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The good he scorn’d Stalk’d off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost, Not to return; or if it did, in visits Like those of angels, short and far between. 1 |
The Grave. Part ii. Line 586. |
James Thomson. (1700–1748) |
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Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come. |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 1. |
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Base Envy withers at another’s joy, And hates that excellence it cannot reach. |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 283. |
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But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers? |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 465. |
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Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears Her snaky crest. |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 996. |
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Delightful task! to rear the tender thought, To teach the young idea how to shoot. |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 1149. |
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An elegant sufficiency, content, Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books, Ease and alternate labour, useful life, Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven! |
The Seasons. Spring. Line 1158. |
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The meek-ey’d Morn appears, mother of dews. |
The Seasons. Summer. Line 47. |
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Falsely luxurious, will not man awake? |
The Seasons. Summer. Line 67. |
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But yonder comes the powerful king of day, Rejoicing in the east. |
The Seasons. Summer. Line 81. |
Note 1. See Norris, Quotation 1. [back] |