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C.N. Douglas, comp.  Forty Thousand Quotations: Prose and Poetical.  1917.
 
Parnell
 
        But now the clouds in airy tumult fly;
The sun, emerging, opes an azure sky;
A fresher green the smiling leaves display,
And glittering as they tremble, cheer the day.
  1
        Death’s but a path that must be trod,
If man would ever pass to God.
  2
        Let those love now who never loved before,
Let those that always loved now love the more.
  3
        No real happiness is found
In trailing purple o’er the ground.
  4
        Now sunk the sun; the closing hour of day
Came onward, mantled o’er with sober grey;
Nature in silence bid the world repose.
  5
        Remote from man, with God he passed the days,
Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
  6
        The very thoughts of change I hate,
  As much as of despair;
Nor ever covet to be great,
  Unless it be for her.
  7
        Then in a kiss she breath’d her various arts,
Of trifling prettily with wounded hearts;
A mind for love, but still a changing mind,
The lisp affected, and the glance design’d;
The sweet confusing blush, the secret wink,
The gentle swimming walk, the courteous sink;
The stare for strangeness fit, for scorn the frown
For decent yielding, looks declining down;
The practis’d languish, where well-feign’d desire
Would own its melting in a mutual fire;
Gay smiles to comfort; April showers to move;
And all the nature, all the art of love.
  8
  Let time that makes you homely, make you sage.  9
  Solitude’s the nurse of woe.  10
 
 
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