John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Sir Lewis Morris. (1833–1907) (continued) |
| 7728 |
| Sound, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound, Young voices sing; Wreathe every door with snow-white voices round, For lo! ’t is Spring! Winter has passed with its sad funeral train, And Love revives again. |
| Life-Music. |
| 7729 |
| Toil is the law of life and its best fruit. |
| The Ode of perfect Years. |
| 7730 |
| The victories of Right Are born of strife. There were no Day were there no Night, Nor, without dying, Life. |
| The Ode of Evil. |
| 7731 |
| The world still needs Its champion as of old, and finds him still. |
| The Epic of Hades. Herakles. |
| 7732 |
| Call no faith false which e’er hath brought Relief to any laden life, Cessation to the pain of thought, Refreshment mid the dust of strife. |
| Tolerance. |
| 7733 |
| Rest springs from strife and dissonant chords beget Divinest harmonies. |
| Love’s Suicide. |
| 7734 |
| The passionate love of Right, the burning hate of Wrong. |
| The Diamond Jubilee. |
| George Arnold. (1834–1865) |
| 7735 |
| “Learn while you’re young,” he often said, “There is much to enjoy, down here below; Life for the living, and rest for the dead!” Said the jolly old pedagogue, long ago. |
| The jolly old Pedagogue. |
| 7736 |
| “The living need charity more than the dead.” |
| The jolly old Pedagogue. |