John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Henry Hart Milman. (1791–1868) |
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And the cold marble leapt to life a god. |
The Belvedere Apollo. |
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Too fair to worship, too divine to love. |
The Belvedere Apollo. |
Charles Sprague. (1791–1875) |
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Lo where the stage, the poor, degraded stage, Holds its warped mirror to a gaping age. |
Curiosity. |
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Through life’s dark road his sordid way he wends, An incarnation of fat dividends. |
Curiosity. |
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Behold! in Liberty’s unclouded blaze We lift our heads, a race of other days. |
Centennial Ode. Stanza 22. |
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Yes, social friend, I love thee well, In learned doctors’ spite; Thy clouds all other clouds dispel, And lap me in delight. |
To my Cigar. |
Percy Bysshe Shelley. (1792–1822) |
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Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone. |
The Revolt of Islam. Dedication, Stanza 6. |
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With hue like that when some great painter dips His pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse. |
The Revolt of Islam. Canto v. Stanza 23. |
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The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats, tho’ unseen, amongst us. |
Hymn to Intellectual Beauty. |