John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John Pierpont. (1785–1866) |
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| A weapon that comes down as still As snowflakes fall upon the sod; But executes a freeman’s will, As lightning does the will of God; And from its force nor doors nor locks Can shield you,—’t is the ballot-box. |
| A Word from a Petitioner. |
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| From every place below the skies The grateful song, the fervent prayer,— The incense of the heart, 1 —may rise To heaven, and find acceptance there. |
| Every Place a Temple. |
| Barry (Bryan W. Procter) Cornwall. (1787–1874) |
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| The sea! the sea! the open sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! |
| The Sea. |
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| I ’m on the sea! I ’m on the sea! I am where I would ever be, With the blue above and the blue below, And silence wheresoe’er I go. |
| The Sea. |
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| I never was on the dull, tame shore, But I loved the great sea more and more. |
| The Sea. |
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| Touch us gently, Time! 2 Let us glide adown thy stream Gently,—as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream. |
| Touch us gently, Time. |
| Note 1. See Cotton, Quotation 2. [back] |
| Note 2. See Crabbe, Quotation 13. [back] |