John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John Greenleaf Whittier. (1807–1892) (continued) |
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| To eat the lotus of the Nile And drink the poppies of Cathay. |
| The Tent on the Beach. |
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| The harp at Nature’s advent strung Has never ceased to play; The song the stars of morning sung Has never died away. |
| The Worship of Nature. |
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| Falsehoods which we spurn to-day Were the truths of long ago. |
| Calef in Boston. |
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| Low stir of leaves and dip of oars And lapsing waves on quiet shores. |
| Snow Bound. |
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| All hearts confess the saints elect, Who, twain in faith, in love agree, And melt not in an acid sect The Christian pearl of charity! |
| Snow Bound. |
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| Life is ever lord of Death And Love can never lose its own. |
| Snow Bound. |
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| Let the thick curtain fall; I better know than all How little I have gained, How vast the unattained. |
| My Triumph. |
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| Sweeter than any sung My songs that found no tongue; Nobler than any fact My wish that failed of act. Others shall sing the song, Others shall right the wrong,— Finish what I begin, And all I fail of win. |
| My Triumph. |
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| God is and all is well. 1 |
| My Birthday. |
| Note 1. See Browning: Pippa Passes. [back] |