John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Wordsworth. (1770–1850) (continued) |
4903 |
A simple child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? |
We are Seven. |
4904 |
O Reader! had you in your mind Such stores as silent thought can bring, O gentle Reader! you would find A tale in everything. |
Simon Lee. |
4905 |
I ’ve heard of hearts unkind, kind deeds With coldness still returning; Alas! the gratitude of men Hath oftener left me mourning. |
Simon Lee. |
4906 |
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts Bring sad thoughts to the mind. |
Lines written in Early Spring. |
4907 |
And ’t is my faith, that every flower Enjoys the air it breathes. |
Lines written in Early Spring. |
4908 |
Nor less I deem that there are Powers Which of themselves our minds impress; That we can feed this mind of ours In a wise passiveness. |
Expostulation and Reply. |
4909 |
Up! up! my friend, and quit your books, Or surely you ’ll grow double! Up! up! my friend, and clear your looks! Why all this toil and trouble? |
The Tables Turned. |
4910 |
Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your teacher. |
The Tables Turned. |
4911 |
One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. |
The Tables Turned. |
4912 |
The bane of all that dread the Devil. |
The Idiot Boy. |