John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Hearings, younger, quite ravished, 55. |
| Hearkeners seldom hear good of themselves, 283. |
| Hearse, underneath this sable, 179. |
| Hearsed in death, 130. |
| Heart, a good, better than heads, 632. a little heaven in each, 288. a loving, is the beginning, 583. a merry, 1018. afraid, that makes the, 592. alone, speaks to the, 716. and also my poor human, 722. and hand both open, 102. and lute, my, 525. and might of limb, strength of, 680. and the full, ’s a psalter, 595. and the, of friendship colder, 608. arrow for the, 560. as he thinketh in his, 1020. awake to the flowers, 520. bare the mean, 328. be troubled, let not your, 1035. beating of my own, 664. beatings of my, 467. blew cold on my desolate, 613. blood-tinctured, 658. bowed down by weight of woe, 561. bread which strengthens man’s, 283. buildeth on the vulgar, 89. burn within us, 1034. but not your, away, 842. can know, ease the, 389. can ne’er a transport know, 377. can this fond, forget, 589. cockles of the, 1045. coldness dwells within thine, 653. comes not to the, 319. command my, and me, 258. congenial to my, 398. could find it in my, 52. detector of the, 307. detests him, my, 338. distrusting asks, 398. doth ache, while his, 266. doth the full, reveal, 502. dupe of the, 981. each, is whispering Home, 594. ease of, her look conveyed, 444. eat not thy, 915. evening twilight of the, 562. every, to heaven aspires, 534. every woman is a rake at, 321. fails thee, if thy, 26. faint and the head is sick, 1024. faint, ne’er won fair lady, 975. felt along the, 467. first joys of our, 596. first set my poor, free, 184. fool hath said in his, 1010. for any fate, with a, 639. for every fate here’s a, 553. for falsehood framed, 442. found in him a greater, 679. fountain of sweet tears, 469. from itself kept, 809. gently upon my, 644. gets his speeches by, 456. give lesson to the head, 422. |
| Heart, give me back my, 540. gladness of, 1029. glows in every, 310. God granted a, ever new, 754. great thoughts come from the, 989. grief tears his, 341. griping griefs the, wound, 404. grow fonder, absence makes the, 589. hand head and, go together, 747. hand upon many a, 643. hand with my, in ’t, 43. hard was the, 38. has learned to glow, 346. hath ’scaped this sorrow, 162. hath tried, save he whose, 550. he seeth with the, 503. he who has truth at his, 746. head is not more native to the, 127. heresy of doctrine than heresy of, 650. how dear to this, 537. hymn of the broken in, 746. I give my hand and, 530. if guilt ’s in that, 522. if your, be only true, 809. in comeliness of, 686. in concord beats, 485. in conjecture of a neighbour’s, 935. in its central, nestles the seed, 742. in thy hand, 43. incense of the, 362, 538. is a free and fetterless thing, 867. is fixed, my, 1013. is freedom’s shield, each, 863. is idly stirred, my, 471. is in a vein, when the, 525. is in the highlands, my, 450. is like a singing bird, 777. is steeped in the sun, 857. is true as steel, 58. is wax to be moulded, 978. kind and gentle, he had, 400. kindlier hand the eager, 676. knew of pain, all the, 662. knock at my ribs, 116. know truth by the, 985. knoweth his own bitterness, 1018. languor is not in your, 754. let me wring your, 140. level in her husband’s, 75. lightest, heaviest mourning, 653. like a shadow o’er the, 764. look in thy, 34. look then into thine, 638. lord of the lion, 392. maketh glad the, 1015. man after his own, 1006. man’s, deviseth his way, 1018. many a feeling, 502. merry, doeth good, 1019. merry, goes all the day, 77. merry, maketh a cheerful countenance, 1018. more native to the, 127. mother, within me, 811. moved more than with a trumpet, 34. |
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