| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Algernon Charles Swinburne. (18371909) (continued) |
| | | 7871 | A babys feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angels lips to kiss, we think, A babys feet. |
| Etude réalistique. |
| 7872 | Like rose-hued sea-flowers toward the heat, They stretch and spread and wink Their ten soft buds that part and meet. |
| Etude réalistique. |
| 7873 | The sweetest flowers in all the world A babys hands. |
| Etude réalistique. |
| 7874 | Though our works Find righteous or unrighteous judgment, this At least is ours, to make them righteous. |
| Marini Faliero. Act iii. Sc. 1. |
| 7875 | My loss may shine yet goodlier than your gain When Time and God give judgment. |
| Marini Faliero. Act. v. Sc. 2. |
| 7876 | | Is not Precedent indeed a King of men? |
| A Word from the Psalmist. |
| 7877 | | Fear that makes faith may break faith. |
| Bothwell. Act i. Sc. 3. |
| 7878 | There grows No herb of help to heal a coward heart. |
| Bothwell. Act ii. Sc. 13. |
| 7879 | The thorns he spares when the rose is taken; The rocks are left when he wastes the plain; The wind that wanders, the weeds wind-shaken, These remain. |
| A forsaken Garden. |
| 7880 | Though one were fair as roses His beauty clouds and closes. |
| The Garden of Proserpine. |
| 7881 | | Gone deeper than all plummets sound. |
| Félise. |
| 7882 | Ah that such sweet things should be fleet, Such fleet things sweet! |
| Félise. |
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