|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Sir Henry John Newbolt. (18621938)|
| To set the cause above renown,|
To love the game above the prize.
| The Island Race. Clifton Chapel.|
| The work of the world must still be done,|
And minds are many though truth be one.
| The Echo.|
| Princes of courtesy, merciful, proud and strong.|
|Richard Hovey. (18641900)|
| In all climes we pitch out tents,|
Cronies of the elements,
With the secret lords of birth
Intimate and free.
| The Wander-lovers.|
| The people blossoms armies and puts forth|
The splendid summer of its noiseless might.
| The Call of the Bugles.|
| The great white cold walks abroad!|
| Dartmouth Winter-song.|
| Nor love they least|
Who strike with right good will
To vanquish ill
And fight Gods battle upward from the beast.
| Who would not rather founder in the fight|
Than not have known the glory of the fray?
| Two and Fate.|
| Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe|
Into our souls the secret of your power!
| Spring in the world!|
And all things are made new!