John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| John James Ingalls. (1833–1900) |
| 7721 |
| The purification of politics is an iridescent dream. |
| Epigram. |
| 7722 |
| Every man is the center of a circle, whose fatal circumference he can not pass. |
| Eulogy on Benjamin Hill, United States Senate, Jan. 23, 1882. |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman. (1833–1908) |
| 7723 |
| I dare aver He is a brave discoverer Of climes his elders do not know. He has more learning than appears On the scroll of twice three thousand years. |
| The Discoverer. |
| 7724 |
| Crops failed; wealth took a flight; house, treasure, land, Slipped from my hold—thus plenty comes and goes. One friend I had, but he too loosed his hand (Or was it I?) the year I met with Rose. |
| The World well lost. |
| 7725 |
| Give me to die unwitting of the day, And stricken in Life’s brave heat, with senses clear! |
| Mors Benefica. |
| Sir Lewis Morris. (1833–1907) |
| 7726 |
| The wind that sighs before the dawn Chases the gloom of night, The curtains of the East are drawn, And suddenly—’t is light. |
| Le Vent de l’Esprit. |
| 7727 |
| The love of the Right, tho’ cast down, the hate of victorious Ill, All are sparks from the central fire of a boundless beneficent will. |
| A new Orphic Hymn. |