John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Sarah Doudney. (1843– ?) |
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The pure, the beautiful, the bright, That stirred our hearts in youth, The impulse to a wordless prayer, The dreams of love and truth, The longings after something lost, The spirit’s yearning cry, The strivings after better hopes,— These things can never die. |
Things that never die. |
Frederick William Henry Myers. (1843– ?) |
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Look when the clouds are blowing And all the winds are free: In fury of their going They fall upon the sea. But though the blast is frantic, And though the tempest raves, The deep immense Atlantic Is still beneath the waves. 1 |
Wind, Moon and Tides. |
Arthur William Edgar O’Shaughnessy. (1844–1881) |
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We are the music-makers, We are the dreamers of dreams, Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;— |
Note 1. Shakespeare: Henry V, act iv. sc. i. There is some soul of goodness in things evil Would men observingly distil it out. [back] |