John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| George (Marian Evans Cross) Eliot. (1819–1880) (continued) |
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| Oh may I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence. |
| Poems: Oh may I join the Choir invisible. |
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| It’s but little good you’ll do watering last year’s crops. |
| Adam Bede. Chap. xviii. |
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| He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow. 1 |
| Adam Bede. Chap. xxxiii. |
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| An ass may bray a good while before he shakes the stars down. |
| Romola. Book iii. Chap. xvii. |
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| Men’s men: gentle or simple, they’re much of a muchness. |
| Daniel Deronda. Book iv. Chap. xxxi. |
| Josiah Gilbert Holland. (1819–1881) |
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| Heaven is not reached at a single bound; But we build the ladder by which we rise From the lowly earth to the vaulted skies, And we mount to its summit round by round. |
| Gradatim. |
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| He could see naught but vanity in beauty And naught but weakness in a fond caress And pitied men whose views of Christian duty Allowed indulgence in such foolishness. |
| Daniel Gray. |
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| God give us men. The time demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith, and willing hands; Men whom the lust of office does not kill; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy; Men who possess opinions and a will; Men who have honor; men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue And dam his treacherous flatteries without winking; Tall men, sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty and in private thinking. |
| Wanted. |
| Note 1. Rostand: Chantecler: Hymn to the Sun, page 998. [back] |