John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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James Russell Lowell. (1819–1891) (continued) |
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Like streams that keep a summer mind Snow-hid in Jenooary. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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My gran’ther’s rule was safer ’n ’t is to crow: Don’t never prophesy—onless ye know. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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It ’s ’most enough to make a deacon swear. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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The one thet fust gits mad ’s ’most ollers wrong. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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Ef you want peace, the thing you’ve gut tu du Is jes’ to show you’re up to fightin’, tu. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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No, never say nothin’ without you’re compelled tu, An’ then don’t say nothin’ thet you can be held tu. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. The Courtin’. |
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Our Pilgrim stock wuz pithed with hardihood. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vi. |
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Soft-heartedness, in times like these, Shows sof’ness in the upper story. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vii. |
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Earth’s biggest country ’s gut her soul, An’ risen up earth’s greatest nation. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. vii. |
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Under the yaller pines I house, When sunshine makes ’em all sweet-scented, An’ hear among their furry boughs The baskin’ west-wind purr contented. |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. x. |
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Wut’s words to them whose faith an’ truth On war’s red techstone rang true metal; Who ventered life an’ love an’ youth For the gret prize o’ death in battle? |
Biglow Papers. Second Series. No. x. |
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From lower to the higher next, Not to the top, is Nature’s text; And embryo Good, to reach full stature, Absorbs the Evil in its nature. |
Festina Lente. Moral. |
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Though old the thought and oft exprest, ’T is his at last who says it best. 1 |
For an Autograph. |
Note 1. See Emerson, page 621. [back] |