| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Philip James Bailey. (18161905) (continued) |
| | | 7205 | | Music tells no truths. |
| Festus. Scene xi. A Village Feast. 1 |
| 7206 | Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love. |
| Festus. Scene xvi. The Hesperian Sphere. |
| | | Henry David Thoreau. (18171862) |
| | | 7207 | My life is like a stroll upon the beach, As near the oceans edge as I can go. |
| The Fishers Boy. |
| 7208 | | I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude. |
| Solitude. |
| 7209 | Whateer we leave to God, God does And blesses us. |
| Inspiration. |
| 7210 | I hear beyond the range of sound, I see beyond the range of sight, New earths and skies and seas around, And in my day the sun doth pale his light. |
| Inspiration. |
| 7211 | She with one breath attunes the spheres, And also my poor human heart. |
| Inspiration. |
| 7212 | | Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind. |
| Walden. |
| 7213 | | It is true, I never assisted the sun materially in his rising; but, doubt not, it was of the last importance only to be present at it. 2 |
| Walden. |
| 7214 | | For many years I was self-appointed inspector of snow-storms and rain-storms and did my duty faithfully. |
| Walden. |
| | Note 1. Browning: Charles Avison, page 714. [back] | Note 2. Rostand: Chantecler. Hymn to the Sun, page 998. [back] |
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