John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Wordsworth. (1770–1850) (continued) |
| 4974 |
| We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted. |
| To the Daisy. |
| 4975 |
| The poet’s darling. |
| To the Daisy. |
| 4976 |
| Thou unassuming commonplace Of Nature. |
| To the same Flower. |
| 4977 |
| Oft on the dappled turf at ease I sit, and play with similes, Loose type of things through all degrees. |
| To the same Flower. |
| 4978 |
| Sweet Mercy! to the gates of heaven This minstrel lead, his sins forgiven; The rueful conflict, the heart riven With vain endeavour, And memory of Earth’s bitter leaven Effaced forever. |
| Thoughts suggested on the Banks of the Nith. |
| 4979 |
| The best of what we do and are, Just God, forgive! |
| Thoughts suggested on the Banks of the Nith. |
| 4980 |
| For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago. |
| The Solitary Reaper. |
| 4981 |
| Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain That has been, and may be again. |
| The Solitary Reaper. |
| 4982 |
| The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more. |
| The Solitary Reaper. |
| 4983 |
| Yon foaming flood seems motionless as ice; Its dizzy turbulence eludes the eye, Frozen by distance. |
| Address to Kilchurn Castle. |
| 4984 |
| A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer’s joy. |
| Rob Roy’s Grave. |
| 4985 |
| Because the good old rule Sufficeth them,—the simple plan, That they should take who have the power, And they should keep who can. |
| Rob Roy’s Grave. |