John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| James Russell Lowell. (1819–1891) (continued) |
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| He’s true to God who’s true to man. |
| The present Crisis. |
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| Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and ’t is prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified. |
| The present Crisis. |
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| The birch, most shy and ladylike of trees. |
| An Indian-Summer Reverie. |
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| The traitor to Humanity is the traitor most accurst. |
| Interview with Miles Standish. |
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| Before man made us citizens, great Nature made us men. |
| On the Capture of Fugitive Slaves near Washington. |
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| Dear common flower, that grow’st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold. |
| To the Dandelion. |
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| This child is not mine as the first was; I can not sing it to rest; I can not lift it up fatherly, And bless it upon my breast. Yet it lies in my little one’s cradle, And sits in my little one’s chair, And the light of the heaven she’s gone to Transfigures its golden hair. |
| The Changeling. |
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| The thing we long for, that we are For one transcendent moment. |
| Longing. |
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| She doeth little kindnesses Which most leave undone, or despise. |
| My Love. iv. |
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| Not only around our infancy Doth heaven with all its splendors lie; |