John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John Ruskin. (1819–1900) (continued) |
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| That treacherous phantom which men call Liberty. |
| The Seven Lamps of Architecture. Chap. vii. Sect. 21. |
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| Work first and then rest. |
| The Seven Lamps of Architecture. The Lamp of Beauty. |
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| The greatest efforts of the race have always been traceable to the love of praise, as its greatest catastrophes to the love of pleasure. |
| Sesame and Lilies. Part i. iii. |
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| A little group of wise hearts is better than a wilderness of fools. |
| Crown of Wild Olive. War. |
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| Fine art is that in which the hand, the head and the heart go together. |
| The Two Paths. Lecture ii. |
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| Engraving is, in brief terms, the Art of Scratch. |
| Ariadne. |
| Thomas Dunn English. (1819–1902) |
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| Don’t you remember sweet Alice, Ben Bolt? Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown; Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembled with fear at your frown! |
| Ben Bolt. |
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| Your eyes were filled with love, Kate Vane; Ah, would that we were young again! |
| Kate Vane. |
| Julia Ward Howe. (1819–1910) |
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| Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sword; His truth is marching on. |
| Battle Hymn of the Republic. |