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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Robert Blair. (1699–1746) (continued)
 
3879
    The cup goes round:
And who so artful as to put it by!
’T is long since Death had the majority.
          The Grave. Part ii. Line 449.
3880
    The good he scorn’d
Stalk’d off reluctant, like an ill-used ghost,
Not to return; or if it did, in visits
Like those of angels, short and far between. 1
          The Grave. Part ii. Line 586.
 
James Thomson. (1700–1748)
 
3881
    Come, gentle Spring! ethereal Mildness! come.
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 1.
3882
    Base Envy withers at another’s joy,
And hates that excellence it cannot reach.
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 283.
3883
    But who can paint
Like Nature? Can imagination boast,
Amid its gay creation, hues like hers?
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 465.
3884
    Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears
Her snaky crest.
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 996.
3885
    Delightful task! to rear the tender thought,
To teach the young idea how to shoot.
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 1149.
3886
    An elegant sufficiency, content,
Retirement, rural quiet, friendship, books,
Ease and alternate labour, useful life,
Progressive virtue, and approving Heaven!
          The Seasons. Spring. Line 1158.
3887
    The meek-ey’d Morn appears, mother of dews.
          The Seasons. Summer. Line 47.
3888
    Falsely luxurious, will not man awake?
          The Seasons. Summer. Line 67.
3889
    But yonder comes the powerful king of day,
Rejoicing in the east.
          The Seasons. Summer. Line 81.
 
Note 1.
See Norris, Quotation 1. [back]