| C.N. Douglas, comp. Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical. 1917. | | | | John Boyle O’Reilly |
| | | | But the gods are dead— |
| Ay, Zeus is dead, and all the gods but Doubt, |
| And Doubt is brother devil to Despair! |
| 1 |
| | The world is large when its weary leagues two loving hearts divide; |
| But the world is small when your enemy is loose on the other side. |
| 2 |
| | What man would be wise, let him drink of the river |
| That bears on his bosom the record of time; |
| A message to him every wave can deliver |
| To teach him to creep till he knows how to climb. |
| 3 |
| | When honor comes to you be ready to take it; |
| But reach not to seize it before it is near. |
| 4 |
| Be silent and safe—silence never betrays you. | 5 |
| Who heeds not experience, trust him not. | 6 | | |
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