| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| Robert Louis Stevenson. (18501894) |
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| 1 | Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I ask: the heaven above And the road below me. |
| The Vagabond. |
| 2 | In winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. |
| Bed in Summer. |
| 3 | | The pleasant Land of Counterpane. |
| The Land of Counterpane. |
| 4 | | Youth now flees on feathered foot. |
| To Will H. Low. |
| 5 | The world is so full of a number of things, I m sure we should all be as happy as kings. |
| Couplet. |
| 6 | Under the wide and starry sky Dig the grave and let me lie. Glad did I live, and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will.
This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies, where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea, And the hunter home from the hill. |
| Requiem (and Epitaph). |
| 7 | | The cruelest lies are often told in silence. |
| Virginibus Puerisque. |
| 8 | | Old and young we are all on our last cruise. |
| Crabbed Age and Youth. |
| 9 | | For Gods sake give me the young man who has brains enough to make a fool of himself. |
| Crabbed Age and Youth. |
| 10 | | Youth is wholly experimental. |
| A Letter to a young Gentleman. |
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| 11 | | Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man. |
| Prince Otto. |
| 12 | | Let any man speak long enough, he will get believers. |
| The Master of Ballantrae. |
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