John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Alfred Tennyson Tennyson. (18091892) (continued)
6872 My God, I would not live Save that I think this gross hard-seeming world Is our misshaping vision of the Powers Behind the world, that make our griefs our gains.
The Sisters.
6873 The golden guess Is morning-star to the full round of truth.
Columbus.
6874 No sound is breathed so potent to coerce And to conciliate, as their names who dare For that sweet mother-land which gave them birth Nobly to do, nobly to die.
Tiresias.
6875 A princelier-looking man never stept thro a princes hall.
The Wreck.
6876 The shell must break before the bird can fly.
The ancient Sage.
6877 Slav, Teuton, Kelt, I count them all My friends and brother souls, With all the peoples, great and small, That wheel between the poles.
Epilogue to The Charge of the heavy Brigade.
6878 The song that nerves a nations heart Is in itself a deed.
Epilogue to The Charge of the heavy Brigade.
6879 All the charm of all the Muses often flowering in a lonely word.
To Virgil.
6880 That mans the best Cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.
Hands all round.
6881 Love your enemy, bless your haters, said the Greatest of the great; Christian love among the Churches looked the twin of heathen hate.
Locksley Hall sixty Years after. Line 85.
6882 Charm us, orator, till the lion look no larger than the cat.
Locksley Hall sixty Years after. Line 112.