|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|William Dean Howells. (18371920)|
| We live, but a world has passed away|
With the years that perished to make us men.
| The Mulberries.|
| Lord, for the erring thought|
Not into evil wrought:
Lord, for the wicked will
Betrayed and baffled still:
For the heart from itself kept,
Our thanksgiving accept.
| Her mouth is a honey-blossom,|
No doubt, as the poet sings;
But within her lips, the petals,
Lurks a cruel bee that stings.
| The sarcastic Fair.|