John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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William Jennings Bryan. (1860–1925) (continued) |
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You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorn. You shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold. |
Speech of the National Democratic Convention. Chicago, 1896. |
Mary E. Coleridge. (1861–1907) |
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Breathe slumbrous music round me, sweet and slow, To honied phrases set! Into the land of dreams I long to go. Bid me forget! |
Mandragora. |
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Where is delight? and what are pleasures now?— Moths that a garment fret. The world is turned memorial, crying, “Thou Shalt not forget!” |
Mandragora. |
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Is this wide world not large enough to fill thee, Nor Nature, nor that deep man’s Nature, Art? Are they too thin, too weak and poor to still thee, Thou little heart? |
Self-Question. |
Bliss Carman. (1861–1929) |
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Here’s to the day when it is May And care as light as a feather, When your little shoes and my big boots Go tramping over the heather. |
A Toast. |
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There paused to shut the door A fellow called the Wind, With mystery before, And reticence behind. |
At the granite Gate. |
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The glad indomitable sea, The strong white sun. |
A Sea Child. |