John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Morris. (1834–1896) (continued) |
| 7762 |
| Wert thou more fickle than the restless sea, Still should I love thee, knowing thee for such. |
| Life and Death of Jason. Book ix. |
| 7763 |
| The majesty That from man’s soul looks through his eager eyes. |
| Life and Death of Jason. Book xiii. |
| 7764 |
| Now such an one for daughter Creon had As maketh wise men fools and young men mad. |
| Life and Death of Jason. Book xvii. |
| 7765 |
| O thrush, your song is passing sweet But never a song that you have sung, Is half so sweet as thrushes sang When my dear Love and I were young. |
| Other Days. |
| 7766 |
| From out the throng and stress of lies, From out the painful noise of sighs, One voice of comfort seems to rise: “It is the meaner part that dies.” |
| Comfort. |
| Joseph Henry Shorthouse. (1834–1903) |
| 7767 |
| The enthusiastic and pleasing illusions of youth. |
| John Inglesant. |
| 7768 |
| All creeds and opinions are nothing but the mere result of chance and temperament. |
| John Inglesant. |
| 7769 |
| Nothing but the infinite Pity is sufficient for the infinite pathos of human life. |
| John Inglesant. |
| Phillips Brooks. (1835–1893) |
| 7770 |
| O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; |