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

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Charles Hamilton Aïdé (1830–1906) (continued)
 
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    Do you recall that night in June
  Upon the Danube River;
We listened to the ländler-tune,
  We watched the moonbeams quiver.
          The Danube River.
 
Charles Stuart Calverley. (1831–1884)
 
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    I have a liking old
For thee, though manifold
Stories, I know, are told
    Not to thy credit!
          Ode to Tobacco.
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    I sit alone at present, dreaming darkly of a Dun.
          In the Gloaming.
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    I can not sing the old songs now!
  It is not that I deem them low;
’T is that I can’t remember how
      They go.
          Changed.
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    O my own, my beautiful, my blue-eyed!
  To be young once more and bite my thumb
At the world and all its cares with you, I’d
  Give no inconsiderable sum.
          First Love.
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    The farmer’s daughter hath soft brown hair
  (Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)
And I met with a ballad, I can’t say where,
  That wholly consisted of lines like these.
          Ballad.
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    ’T was ever thus from childhood’s hour!
  My fondest hopes would not decay:
I never loved a tree or flower
  Which was the first to fade away. 1 
          Disaster.
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    Forever; ’t is a single word!
  Our rude forefathers deemed it two:
Can you imagine so absurd
      A view?
          Forever.
 
Note 1.
See Thomas Moore. The Fire Worshippers. Page 526. [back]