John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Frederick Locker-Lampson. (18211895) (continued)
7460 What an armwhat a waist For an arm!
To My Grandmother.
7461 The world s as ugly, ay, as Sin, And almost as delightful.
The Jesters Plea.
Thomas Buchanan Read. (18221872)
7462 Within the sober realm of leafless trees, The russet year inhaled the dreamy air; Like some tanned reaper, in his hour of ease, When all the fields are lying brown and bare.
The closing Scene. Sc. i.
7463 My soul to-day Is far away Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
Drifting.
7464 With dreamful eyes My spirit lies Under the walls of Paradise.
Drifting.
7465 Yon deep bark goes Where Traffic blows From lands of sun to lands of snows; Yon happier one, Its course is run From lands of snow to lands of sun.
Drifting.
7466 We bring roses, beautiful fresh roses, Dewy as the morning and colored like the dawn.
The new pastoral Book.
7467 O Night! most beautiful and rare! Thou givest the heavens their holiest hue, And through the azure fields of air Bringst down the gentle dew.
Night.
7468 The terrible rumble, grumble and roar Telling the battle was on once more And Sheridan twenty miles away!
Sheridans Ride.