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

Conordane Index Page 179 John Bartlett

 
Land, speed and post o’er, 252.
stains forever from, he loved, 788.
stranger in a strange, 1005.
sung through every, 302.
sunshine to the sunless, 486.
that lead to an enchanted, 798.
the Holy, 798.
they love their, 563.
they loved so well, the, 634.
this delightful, 233.
to fight for such a, 489.
violet of his native, 674.
was bought, by their blood that, 634.
what heaven hath done for this, 540.
where my fathers died, 654.
where sorrow is unknown, 417.
where the bong-tree grows, 703.
where the lemon-trees bloom, 989.
Lands forlorn, in faery, 575.
from, of sun to lands of snows, 751.
less happier, 81.
lord of himself though not of, 174.
of snow to lands of sun, 751.
roamed o’er many, 589.
when the islands and the, 578.
where the Jumblies live, 703.
Landing on some silent shore, 295.
Landlady and Tam, 451.
grew gracious, the, 451.
Ländler-tune, we listened to the, 778.
Landlord’s laugh, the, 451.
Landmark, ancient, 1020.
Land-rats and water-rats, 61.
Landscape, darkened, 227.
love is like a, 181.
tire the view, 358.
Landsmen all, 801.
all, list ye, 86.
Land-thieves and water-thieves, 61.
Lane of beams athwart the sea, 668.
straight down the crooked, 593.
Language, Chatham’s, 419.
flowers are love’s truest, 660.
is plain, my, 813.
nature speaks a various, 572.
nature’s end of, 310.
no, but a cry, 675.
O that those lips had, 423.
of the nation, don’t confound the, 462.
or abuse, bad, 801.
quaint and olden, 639.
under the tropic is our, spoke, 220.
Languages, especially the dead, 556.
have been at a feast of, 56.
Languishes loudly, a cat, 829.
Languor is not in your heart, 754.
smile, make, 328.
summer’s golden, 829.
Lank and brown, thou art, 498.
Lanterns lit, ports all up battle, 739.
Laodicean cant of tolerance, 832.
Lap, drop into thy mother’s, 239.
in my mother’s, 240.
it in Elysium, 244.
low in glory’s, they lie, 496.
me in delight, 564.
Lap me in soft Lydian airs, 249.
of earth, his head upon the, 386.
of legends old, asleep in, 575.
of May, chills the, 394.
of Thetis, sun in the, 213.
the lot is cast, into the, 1019.
Lapidary inscriptions, 372.
Lapland night, lovely as a, 475.
Lapse of murmuring streams, 237.
Lapsing waves on quiet shores, 651.
Larch has hung his tassels, 571.
Lards the lean earth as he walks, 84.
Large as life, 782.
divine and comfortable words, 677.
elements in order brought, 677.
so rudely and so, 2.
was his bounty, 386.
youth, lusty loving, 743.
Large-brained woman, 658.
Large-hearted man, 658.
Larger than the cat, lion look no, 682.
than the sky, soul of man is, 585.
Lark at heaven’s gate sings, 159.
no, more blithe than he, 427.
rise with the, 33, 454.
sang loud and high, 637.
the morning song of the, 681.
Larks and a wren, four, 703.
at their matins hang over, 749.
to catch, 957.
when the skie falth, catch, 11.
Lascivious pleasing of a lute, 95.
Lash, blood drawn with the, 661.
the rascals naked, 155.
the shallows that line the beach, 820.
the sounding shore, 324.
Lashes, teary round the, 736.
the granite cliffs below, 629.
Lass, drink to the, 442.
is good and a glass is good, 861.
penniless, wi’ a lang pedigree, 458.
wi’ the bonnie, saw ye the, 586.
Lasses, then she made the, 446.
Lassie, she’s the loveliest, 586.
Last, all life will sleep at, 685.
although the, not least, 146.
at his cross, 864.
battle of the world, for the, 650.
best gift, heaven’s, 235.
brightening to the, 396.
comes at the, 82.
drop in the well, 553.
each day a critic on the, 325.
embrace, take your, 109.
every hero becomes a bore at, 619.
eyes look your, 109.
first and the, 1041.
home home at, 594.
in fight first in banquets, 337.
in the train of night, 235.
is best, he that comes, 185.
issues at the last, 678.
legs, on his, 172.
link is broken, 868.
long sleep, 438.
love thyself, 100.
love will conquer at the, 683.