John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| George Meredith. (1828–1909) (continued) |
| 7621 |
| She whom I love is hard to catch and conquer, Hard, but O the glory of the winning were she won. |
| Love in the Valley. |
| 7622 |
| But O the truth, the truth! the many eyes That look on it! the diverse things they see! |
| A Ballad of fair Ladies in Revolt. |
| 7623 |
| I’ve studied men from my topsy-turvy Close, and I reckon, rather true. Some are fine fellows: some, right scurvy; Most, a dash between the two. |
| Juggling Jerry. |
| 7624 |
| With patient inattention hear him prate. |
| Bellerophon. |
| 7625 |
| Darker grows the valley, more and more forgetting; So were it with me if forgetting could be willed. Tell the grassy hollow that holds the bubbling well-spring, Tell it to forget the source that keeps it filled. |
| Love in the Valley. |
| 7626 |
| God’s rarest blessing is, after all, a good woman. |
| The Ordeal of Richard Feverel. |
| 7627 |
| Perfect simplicity is unconsciously audacious. |
| The Ordeal of Richard Feverel. |
| 7628 |
| Ireland gives England her soldiers, her generals too. |
| Diana of the Crossways. |
| 7629 |
| There is nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by. |
| Diana of the Crossways. |
| 7630 |
| A witty woman is a treasure; a witty beauty is a power. |
| Diana of the Crossways. |
| 7631 |
| The well of true wit is truth itself. |
| Diana of the Crossways. |