John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Samuel Woodworth. (1784–1842) |
| 5555 |
| How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection presents them to view. |
| The Old Oaken Bucket. |
| 5556 |
| Then soon with the emblem of truth overflowing, And dripping with coolness, it rose from the well. |
| The Old Oaken Bucket. |
| 5557 |
| The old oaken bucket, the iron-bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hung in the well. |
| The Old Oaken Bucket. |
| Allan Cunningham. (1784–1842) |
| 5558 |
| A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast, And fills the white and rustling sail, And bends the gallant mast. And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. |
| A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea. |
| 5559 |
| While the hollow oak our palace is, Our heritage the sea. |
| A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea. |
| 5560 |
| When looks were fond and words were few. |
| Poet’s Bridal-day Song. |
| Sir William Francis Patrick Napier. (1785–1860) |
| 5561 |
| Napoleon’s troops fought in bright fields, where every helmet caught some gleams of glory; but the British soldier conquered under the cool shade of aristocracy. No honours awaited his daring, no despatch gave his name to the applauses of his countrymen; his life of danger and hardship was uncheered by hope, his death unnoticed. |
| Peninsular War (1810). Vol. ii. Book xi. Chap. iii. |