|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Celia Thaxter. (18351894)|
| The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm;|
At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped;
With lulling murmur, and the air was warm,
And all the tumult and the trouble stopped.
| The Nestling Swallows.|
| Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget|
That sunrise never failed us yet.
| The Sunrise never failed us yet.|
| Already the dandelions|
Are changed into vanishing ghosts.
| Across the narrow beach we flit,|
One little sand-piper and I;
| The Sand-piper.|