| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Robert Louis Stevenson. (18501894) (continued) |
| | | 8050 | Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live, and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies, where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill. |
| Requiem (and Epitaph). |
| 8051 | | The cruelest lies are often told in silence. |
| Virginibus Puerisque. |
| 8052 | | Old and young we are all on our last cruise. |
| Crabbed Age and Youth. |
| 8053 | | For Gods sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself. |
| Crabbed Age and Youth. |
| 8054 | | Youth is wholly experimental. |
| A Letter to a young Gentleman. |
| 8055 | | Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man. |
| Prince Otto. |
| 8056 | | Let any man speak long enough, he will get believers. |
| The Master of Ballantrae. |
| | | Eugene Field. (18501895) |
| | | 8057 | A little peach in an orchard grew, A little peach of emerald hue; Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew It grew. |
| The little Peach. |
| 8058 | We twain Discussed with buoyant hearts The various things that appertain To bibliomaniac arts. |
| Dibdins Ghost. |
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