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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Madison Julius Cawein. (1865– ?) (continued)
 
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    Into the sunset’s turquoise marge
The moon dips, like a pearly barge;
Enchantment sails through magic seas,
To fairyland Hesperides,
  Over the hills and away.
          At Sunset. Stanza 1.
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    What magic shall solve us the secret
Of beauty that’s born for an hour?
          Interpreted.
 
Richard Le Gallienne. (1866–1947)
 
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    Yea, howso we dream,
  Or how bravely we do;
The end is the same,
  Be we traitor or true:
      And after the bloom
      And the passion is past
Death comes at last.
          An old Man’s Song.
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    Time’s horses gallop down the lessening hill.
          Time flies.
8198
    There’s too much beauty upon this earth
For lonely men to bear.
          A Ballad of too much Beauty.
 
William Vaughn Moody. (1869–1910)
 
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              Time softly there
Laughs through the abyss of radiance with the gods.
          The Fire-Bringer. Act i.
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    The gods despise enforcèd offerings.
When the heart brings its dearest and its last
Then only will they hear—if then, if then!
          The Fire-Bringer. Act ii.