John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Sarah Chauncey (Susan Coolidge) Woolsey. (1845–1905) |
| 8000 |
| The Autumn seems to cry for thee, Best lover of the Autumn-days! |
| Helen. |
| 8001 |
| The tasks are done and the tears are shed. Yesterday’s errors let yesterday cover; Yesterday’s wounds, which smarted and bled, Are healed with the healing that night has shed. |
| New every Morning. |
| 8002 |
| These are weighty secrets, and we must whisper them. |
| Secrets. |
| 8003 |
| Men die but sorrow never dies. |
| The cradle Tomb in Westminster Abbey. |
| Eugene Lee Hamilton. (1845–1907) |
| 8004 |
| The hollow sea-shell, which for years hath stood On dusty shelves, when held against the ear Proclaims its stormy parent, and we hear The faint, far murmur of the breaking flood. We hear the sea. 1 The Sea? It is the blood In our own veins, impetuous and near. |
| Sonnet. Sea-shell Murmurs. |
| John Banister Tabb. (1845–1909) |
| 8005 |
| Why should I stay? Nor seed nor fruit have I, But, sprung at once to beauty’s perfect round, Nor loss nor gain nor change in me is found,— A life-complete in death-complete to die. |
| The Bubble. |
| Note 1. See Dante Gabriel Rossetti, page 769, and Charles Henry Webb. page 793. [back] |