C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917.
Service
My heart is ever at your service.
Shakespeare.
They also serve who only stand and wait.
Milton.
Shakespeare.
Mrs. Norton.
Lord Lytton.
I am an ass, indeed, you may prove it by my long ears. I have served him from the hour of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service but blows. When I am cold, he heats me with beating.
Shakespeare.
Shakespeare.
Cowper.
Emerson.
Wordsworth.
When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it proved an intellectual trick,—no more. They eat your service like apples, and leave you out. But love them, and they feel you, and delight in you all the time.
Emerson.