John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Charles Kingsley 1819-1875 John Bartlett
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O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o’ Dee! | |
The Sands of Dee. | |
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The cruel crawling foam. | |
The Sands of Dee. | |
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Men must work, and women must weep. And there’s little to earn and many to keep, And the harbor bar is moaning. | |
The three Fishers. | |
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Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand sweet song. | |
A Farewell. | |
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The world goes up and the world goes down, And the sunshine follows the rain; And yesterday’s sneer and yesterday’s frown Can never come over again. | |
Dolcino to Margaret. | |
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Toil is the true knight’s pastime. | |
The Saint’s Tragedy. Act i. Sc. ii. | |
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Oh that we two were Maying. | |
The Saint’s Tragedy. Act ii. Sc. ix. | |
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Would that we two were lying Beneath the churchyard sod, With our limbs at rest in the green earth’s breast, And our souls at home with God. | |
The Saint’s Tragedy. Act ii. Sc. ix. | |
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Fools! who fancy Christ mistaken; Man a tool to buy and sell; Earth a failure, God-forsaken, Ante-room of Hell. | |
The World’s Age. | |
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Pain is no evil, Unless it conquer us. | |
St. Maura. | |
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Are gods more ruthless than mortals? Have they no mercy for youth? no love for the souls who have loved them? | |
Andromeda. | |
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Sad, sad to think that the year is all but done. | |
The Starlings. | |
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In the light of fuller day, Of purer science, holier laws. 1 | |
On the Death of a certain Journal. | |
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When all the world is old, lad, And all the trees are brown; And all the sport is stale, lad, And all the wheels run down; | |
Water Babies. Song ii. | |
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Creep home, and take your place there, The spent and maimed among:— God grant you find one face there You loved when all was young! | |
Water Babies. Song ii. | |
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To be discontented with the divine discontent, and to be ashamed with the noble shame, is the very germ of the first upgrowth of all virtue. | |
Health and Education. |
Note 1. See Tennyson: Sweeter manners, purer laws, page 676. [back] |