John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Miscellaneous. (continued) |
8317 |
My life is like the summer rose That opens to the morning sky, But ere the shades of evening close Is scattered on the ground—to die. |
Richard Henry Wilde (1789–1847): My Life is like the Summer Rose. |
8318 |
Grand, gloomy, and peculiar, he sat upon the throne a sceptred hermit, wrapped in the solitude of his own originality. |
Charles Phillips (1789–1859): The Character of Napoleon. |
8319 |
Rise up, rise up, Xarifa! lay your golden cushion down; Rise up! come to the window, and gaze with all the town. |
John G. Lockhart (1794–1854): The Bridal of Andalla. |
8320 |
By the margin of fair Zurich’s waters Dwelt a youth, whose fond heart, night and day, For the fairest of fair Zurich’s daughters In a dream of love melted away. |
Charles Dance (1794–1863): Fair Zurich’s Waters. |
8321 |
I saw two clouds at morning Tinged by the rising sun, And in the dawn they floated on And mingled into one. |
John G. C. Brainard (1795–1828): I saw Two Clouds at Morning. |
8322 |
On thy fair bosom, silver lake, The wild swan spreads his snowy sail, And round his breast the ripples break As down he bears before the gale. |
James G. Percival (1795–1856): To Seneca Lake. |
8323 |
What fairy-like music steals over the sea, Entrancing our senses with charmed melody? |
Mrs. C. B. Wilson (—— –1846): What Fairy-like Music. |
8324 |
Her very frowns are fairer far Than smiles of other maidens are. |
Hartley Coleridge (1796–1849): She is not Fair. |
8325 |
I would not live alway: I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o’er the way. |
William A. Muhlenberg (1796–1877): I would not live alway. |
8326 |
Oh, leave the gay and festive scenes, The halls of dazzling light. |
H. S. Vandyk (1798–1828); The Light Guitar. |
8327 |
If any one attempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on the spot. |
John A. Dix (1798–1879): An Official Despatch, Jan. 29, 1861. |