John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Alexander Smith. (1830–1867) |
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| Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire. |
| A Life Drama. Sc. 2. |
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| In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines. |
| A Life Drama. Sc. 2. |
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| A poem round and perfect as a star. |
| A Life Drama. Sc. 2. |
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| Some books are drenchèd sands On which a great soul’s wealth lies all in heaps, Like a wrecked argosy. |
| A Life Drama. Sc. 2. |
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| The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and woman. |
| A Life Drama. Sc. 12. |
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| We twain have met like the ships upon the sea, 1 Who hold an hour’s converse, so short, so sweet; One little hour! And then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist and cloud and foam, To meet no more. |
| A Life Drama. Part iv. |
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| We hear the wail of the remorseful winds In their strange penance. And this wretched orb Knows not the taste of rest; a maniac world, Homeless and sobbing through the deep she goes. |
| Unrest and Childhood. |
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| The soul of man is like the rolling world, One half in day, the other dipt in night; The one has music and the flying cloud, The other, silence and the wakeful stars. |
| Horton. |
| Note 1. Longfellow: The Theologian’s Tale: Elizabeth, page 644. Thomas Moore: The Meeting of the Ships, page 644, note. Edward Bulwer-Lytton: A Lament, page 631. [back] |