John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Chickens come home to roost, 630. count their, ere they are hatched, 214, 977. curses are like young, 630. hen gathereth her, 1033. |
| Chief a rod, wit’s a feather a, 319. among the blessed three, 637. hail to the, 491. of a thousand for grace, 868. the, octogenarian, 545. |
| Chiefs in bloody fights, 337. scion of, 547. |
| Chief’s pride, vain the, 330. |
| Chiel’s amang ye takin’ notes, 449. |
| Child, a naked new-born, 438. a simple, draws its breath, 466. again, make me a, 783. as yet a, nor yet a fool, 327. dreads the fire, a burnt, 16. happy Christian, 534. her innocence a, 270. I have seen a curious, 480. in simplicity a, 335. infirm, fear not then thou, 616. is father of the man, a, 469. is not mine as the first was, 733. like a tired, 566. listens like a three years’, 498. meet nurse for a poetic, 489. of action, thought is the, 626. of hope, wait thou, 696. of many prayers, 640. of misery baptized in tears, 427. of mortality, 434. of nature, behold the, 318. of our grandmother Eve, 54. of the skies, 862. of thought, experience is the, 626. of Ver, first-born, 199. room of my absent, 79. Rowland to the dark tower came, 147. saving a little, 811. Shakespeare, fancy’s, 249. spake as a, 1037. spare the rod spoil the, 213, 262. sports of children satisfy the, 394. the thoughts of a, 781. to have a thankless, 146. train up a, 1019. what constitutes a, 930. when I was a, 1037. where is my, 550. wise father knows his own, 62. |
| Childhood, careless strayer, 381. eye of, 120. fears a painted devil, 120. fleeted by, how my, 608. from, to his journey’s end, 994. give me my, again, 783. in my days of, 509. scenes of my, 537. shows the man, 241. womanhood and, fleet, 640. |
| Childhood’s hour, from, 526, 778. |
| Childish days, sweet, 470. ignorance, it was a, 592. tears, eyes are dim with, 471. |
| Childish things, I put away, 1037. treble, turning again toward, 69. |
| Childishness, second, 69. |
| Childless with all her children, 321. |
| Childlike and bland, 813. |
| Children, airy hopes my, 480. and fools cannot lie, 15. as gypsies serve stolen, 441. bright and agreeable, 932. call her blessed, 1021. childless with all her, 321. father’s sin upon the, 885. fear in, increased with tales, 164. fear to go in the dark, 164. fold sorrow’s, 798. followed with endearing wile, 397. gathering pebbles, 241. impediments to great enterprises, 165. learn to creep, 15. let the, play upon thy grave, 762. like olive plants, 1016. lost, silent above the flowers her, 763. mother who talks about her, 625. nine small, 873. no longer any, 984. of a larger growth, 275. of an idle brain, 105. of blindness, 840. of light, 1034. of necessity, 793. of one family fall out, 302. of the brain, books the, 291. of the sun, 311. of the wind, 837. of this world, 1034. Rachel weeping for her, 1030. sports of, 394. tale which holdeth, from play, 34. through the mirthful maze, led, 395. to liberal studies, 915. toys to the great, leave, 357. who prefer sweetmeats to bread, 997. wisdom justified of her, 1031. with high spirits, mirth of, 632. wives and grandsires, 990. you will rise, sweet happy, 696. |
| Children’s teeth set on edge, 1027. |
| Chill November’s surly blast, 446. penury, 384. winds whistle shrill icy and, 697. |
| Chills the lap of May, 394. |
| Chilling winds are blowing, 823. |
| Chime, bells do, 205. ever peacefully, silver waves, 700. faintly as tolls the evening, 518. heard their soothing, 523. last we heard the sweet bells, 597. sun with his planets in, 664. to guide their, 262. |
| Chimes at midnight, 90. |
| Chimera, what a, is man, 985. |
| Chimeras dire, Hydras and, 228. |
| Chimney, and heated hot, a little, 646. in my father’s house, 94. stockings were hung by the, 527. |
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