John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Wordsworth. (1770–1850) (continued) |
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How does the meadow-flower its bloom unfold? Because the lovely little flower is free Down to its root, and in that freedom bold. |
A Poet! He hath put his Heart to School. |
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Minds that have nothing to confer Find little to perceive. |
Yes, Thou art Fair. |
Sir Walter Scott. (1771–1832) |
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Such is the custom of Branksome Hall. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto i. Stanza 7. |
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If thou would’st view fair Melrose aright, Go visit it by the pale moonlight. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 1. |
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O fading honours of the dead! O high ambition, lowly laid! |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 10. |
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I was not always a man of woe. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 12. |
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I cannot tell how the truth may be; I say the tale as ’t was said to me. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto ii. Stanza 22. |
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In peace, Love tunes the shepherd’s reed; In war, he mounts the warrior’s steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below and saints above; For love is heaven, and heaven is love. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iii. Stanza 1. |
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Her blue eyes sought the west afar, For lovers love the western star. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iii. Stanza 24. |
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Along thy wild and willow’d shore. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iv. Stanza 1. |
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Ne’er Was flattery lost on poet’s ear; A simple race! they waste their toil For the vain tribute of a smile. |
Lay of the Last Minstrel. Canto iv. Stanza 35. |