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C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
J. G. Saxe
At Learning’s fountain it is sweet to drink,But ’tis a nobler privilege to think.
Give me kisses! Nay, ’tis trueI am just as rich as you;And for every kiss I owe,I can pay you back, you know.Kiss me, then,Every moment—and again.
“God bless the man who first invented sleep!”So Sancho Panza said and so say I;And bless him, also, that he didn’t keepHis great discovery to himself, nor tryTo make it,—as the lucky fellow might—A close monopoly by patent right.
Golden hair, like sunlight streamingOn the marble of her shoulder.
He says a thousand pleasant things—But never says “Adieu.”
I love vast libraries; yet there is a doubt,If one be better with them or without—Unless he use them wisely, and, indeed,Knows the high art of what and how to read.
I will touchMy mouth unto the leaves, caressingly;And so wilt thou. Thus, from these lips of mineMy message will go kissingly to thine,With more than Fancy’s load of luxury,And prove a true love-letter.
Say, what is life? ’Tis to be bornA helpless babe, to greet the lightWith a sharp wail, as if the mornForetold a cloudy noon and night;To weep, to sleep, and weep again,With sunny smiles between; and then?
Alas! poor human nature, pity, if hard pressed, degenerates into contempt.
Beauty intoxicates the eye, as wine does the body; both are morally fatal if indulged.
Order is the primary regulation of the celestial regions.