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

Conordane Index Page 111 John Bartlett

 
Fighter, fits a dull, 87.
Fightin’ tu, show you’re up to, 737.
Fighting, bellyful of, 159.
foremost fell, 512.
rusty for want of, 211.
still destroying and still, 272.
Fig-leaves, they sewed, together, 1004.
Fig-tree, under his, 1028.
Figure for the time of scorn, 155.
in company, makes no, 376.
mean and small, 767.
of man, God not the, 951.
of the giant mass, baby, 102.
of the house, 88.
the thing we like, we, 606.
Figures on a dial, 721.
strange and sweet, 499.
Filches from me my good name, 153.
Files of time, foremost, 669.
Fill a pit as well as better, 87.
every beaker up my men, 610.
I, this cup to one, 608.
the nights, and solemn marches, 748.
the seats of justice, 579.
them full of refreshment, 643.
to-night with hearts as light, 633.
Fills, he bounds connects he, 316.
him, the fire of God, 679.
the world with terror, power that, 645.
Filled her mouth, ’t was slander, 598.
me with fantastic terrors, 656.
with fury, 390.
with love, your eyes were, 747.
Filling all the land with beauty, 831.
Fillip with a three-man beetle, 88.
Filthy lucre, not greedy of, 1039.
Fin or pinion, 767.
Final goal of ill, 675.
harbor, whate’er be the, 845.
hope is flat despair, 226.
ruin drives her ploughshare, 448.
ruin fiercely drives, 309.
star, life’s, 833.
Financial condition, road to sound, 755.
Find how day by day, I shall, 608.
I shall never never, 764.
it in my heart, could not, 52.
one face, God grant you, 729.
or what it can not, creates, 647.
safe, safe bind, 10.
seek and ye shall, 1031.
the orient’s marvels here, 650.
the peaceful skies, or early, 696.
too late that men betray, 403.
Finds himself loses misery, who, 757.
the down pillow hard, 160.
till all that it foresees it, 647.
tongues in trees, 67.
Findeth, he that seeketh, 1031.
Fine a point, not to put too, 702.
and as fast as he can, as, 609.
art that in which hand, 747.
arts once divorcing themselves, 584.
by defect, 321.
by degrees and beautifully less, 287.
Fine fellows, some are, 772.
frenzy rolling, poet’s eye in a, 59.
how exquisitely, 316.
in love, nature is, 142.
manners need the support of fine manners in others, 620.
mould that, of such, 684.
puss-gentleman, 415.
thing to be father-in-law, 454.
too, a point to your wit, 978.
words wonder where you stole ’em, 290.
Finely touched, spirits are not, 46.
Fineness which a hymn affords, 205.
Finer form or lovelier face, 490.
Finger and thumb, ’twixt, 83.
freed from his ambitious, 98.
in every pie, 975.
more goodness in her little, 293.
of a clock, like the, 420.
on their eyes, laid, 848.
pipe for fortune’s, 138.
points to heaven, whose silent, 481.
points to the sky, silent, 504.
slow unmoving, 155.
writes and having writ, 954.
Fingers, decay’s effacing, 548.
four, from death, 944.
rude, with forced, 246.
wandered idly, and my, 761.
weary and worn, with, 594.
were made before forks, 293.
within two, of death, 944.
Finger’s breath of being mad, 949.
Fingers’ ends, at my, 12, 74.
Finish the work we are in, strive to, 662.
what I begin, 651.
Finished by such as she, 78.
my course, I have, 1040.
Fire answers fire, 92.
autumn’s, 770.
bastion fringed with, 674.
beginning of knowledge as, is of light, 582.
books that you may carry to the, 375.
burn and cauldron bubble, 123.
burned, while I was musing, 1011.
burnt child dreads the, 16.
clean hearth a clear, 508.
clothes and meat, 322.
coals of, on his head, 1020, 1036.
cold performs the effect of, 228.
day fills his blue urn with, 616.
doubt thou the stars are, 133.
fantasy’s hot, 488.
fat is in the, 9.
fretted with golden, 134.
fringed with, 674.
from beds of raging, 228.
from the mind, years steal, 542.
from the sun, moon snatches her, 109.
frying-pan into the, 18, 971.
glass of liquid, 457.
glow like sparks of, 202.
hasty as, 80.