John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| William Vaughn Moody. (1869–1910) (continued) |
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| Hark, below, the many-voiced earth, The chanting of the old religious trees, Rustle of far-off waters, woven sounds Of small and multitudinous lives awake, Peopling the grasses and the pools with joy, Uttering their meaning to the mystic night! |
| The Fire-Bringer. Act ii. |
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| Passion is power, And, kindly tempered, saves. All things declare Struggle hath deeper peace than sleep can bring. |
| The Masque of Judgment. Act iii. Sc. 2. |
| Edwin Arlington Robinson. (1869–1935) |
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| He was himself and he had lost the speed He started with, and he was left behind. |
| Captain Craig. |
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| You have made The cement of your churches out of tears And ashes, and the fabric will not stand. |
| Captain Craig. |
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| The gods are growing old; The stars are singing Golden hair to gray Green leaf to yellow leaf,—or chlorophyl To xanthophyl, to be more scientific. |
| Captain Craig. |
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| We are young And we are friends of time. |
| Captain Craig. |
| Rudyard Kipling. (1865–1936) |
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| So ’ere’s to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your ’ome in the Soudan; You’re a pore benighted ’eathen but a first-class fightin’ man. |
| Fuzzy-Wuzzy. |
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| ’E’s all ’ot sand an’ ginger when alive An’ ’e’s generally shammin’ when ’e’s dead. |
| Fuzzy-Wuzzy. |