| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Dante Gabriel Rossetti. (18281882) (continued) |
| | | 7601 | Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, T was one of my most intimate enemies. |
| Fragment. |
| 7602 | If the light is It is because God said Let there be light. |
| At Sunrise. |
| 7603 | Thou fillst from the wingèd chalice of the soul Thy lamp, O Memory, fire-wingèd to its goal. |
| Mnemosyne. |
| | | William Allingham. (18241889) |
| | | 7604 | Winds and waters keep A hush more dead than any sleep. |
| Ruined Chapel. |
| 7605 | Now Autumns fire burns slowly along the woods And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. |
| Autumnal Sonnet. |
| 7606 | | Autumns the mellow time. |
| The Winter Pear. |
| 7607 | Oh, bring again my hearts content, Thou Spirit of the Summer-time! |
| Song. |
| 7608 | Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; The end of a Summers day; Sweet Love is dead. |
| An Evening. |
| 7609 | Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring Lies open, writ in blossoms. |
| Daffodil. |
| 7610 | Mary kept the belt of love, and oh, but she was gay! She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away. |
| Lovely Mary Donnelly. |
| 7611 | O mother, mother, mak my bed To lay me down in sorrow. My love has died for me to-day, I ll die for him to-morrow. |
| Barbara Allens Cruelty from Ballad Book. |
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