John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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| Foe, was it a friend or, 770. where breathes the, 574 white with the fear of the, 748. with his feet to the, 514. |
| Foes, long inveterate, 269. thrice he routed all his, 271. to comfort friends and, 400. |
| Foeman’s gates, thou slumberest at a, 623. |
| Foemen in the fray, 847. worthy of their steel, 491. |
| Fog in my throat, to feel the, 711. men who live above the, 730. or fire by lake or fen, 244. |
| Foggy cloud, sits in a, 123. |
| Foibles, misery from our, 437. |
| Fold, like the wolf on the, 551. rose with sweets in every, 691. sorrow’s children, 798. |
| Folded arms, lord of, 55. blooms, o’er, 833. in our infancy, 767. seven, fondly, 811. tail, horror of his, 251. |
| Folding of the hands, 1017. |
| Folio, whole volumes in, 55. |
| Folk, a world of, 6. to gon on pilgrimages, 1. to happy, 790. |
| Folks, ancestors good kind of, 440. on shore, unhappy, 510. |
| Follies, count o’er their youthful, 492. may cease with their youth, 376. of the wise, 365. that themselves commit, 62. youthful, 492. |
| Follow as the night the day, 130. it beckons I, 764. the king else wherefore born, 677. the vision, 854. up the quest despite of day, 678. you the star that lights, 683. |
| Follows, she draws him yet she, 645. |
| Followed her, king himself has, 400. |
| Followers, more, than a thief to the gallows, 213. |
| Following his plough, 470. take to, where He leads, 788. |
| Folly, a tale of, 790. according to his, 1020. and crime, debt the mother of, 628. and ignorance, 102. and sin, 779. as it flies, shoot, 315. grow romantic, if, 321. into sin can glide, 492. is all they’ve taught me, 522. is at full length, 312. loves the martyrdom of fame, 552. mirth can into, glide, 492. no soul exempt from, 961. of others, profit by the, 906. shielding men from the effects of, 774. shunn’st the noise of, 249. stays and genius goes, 616. that seeks through evil good, 649. to be wise, 382. |
| Folly, when lovely woman stoops to, 403. |
| Folly’s dress, 834. |
| Fond affection thou hast, my, 589. and billing, 215. caress, naught but weakness in, 730. imagination, so fair to, 482. of humble things, 859. of toil and care, why are we, 991. recollection, 537. sheep quiet, and few, 611. to rule alone, man too, 327. too, for idle scorning, 653. unalterably and pesteringly, 684. |
| Fonder of my staff, I’m growing, 719. |
| Fondest hopes decay, seen my, 526. hopes would not decay, 778. our, boast, 580. |
| Fondly dear, 766. do we hope fervently do we, 661. folded seven, 811. loved, that time so, 597. |
| Fondness, eyes that weep in, 280. |
| Fontarabian echoes borne, on, 490. |
| Food, are of love the, 238. crops the flowery, 315. for powder, 87. his, was glory, 606. human nature’s daily, 474. minds not craving for, 444. nothing to eat but, 838. of fools, flattery’s the, 290. of love, if music be the, 74. of sweet and bitter fancy, 71. of sweetly uttered knowledge, 34. one man’s, is another’s poison, 199. pined and wanted, 465. rats and mice have been Tom’s, 147. that appeases hunger, 978. |
| Fool all of the people all, can not, 662. answer a, 1020. at forty is a fool indeed, 311. brains enough to make a, of himself, 830. cannot hold his tongue, 923. contends that God is not, 777. difference between a wise person and a, 888. doth think he is wise, the, 71. every inch that is not, 269. every, will be meddling, 1019. eyes of a, 1019. hath said in his heart, 1010. his whole life, he is a, 697. hold his tongue, let a, 899. in a mortar, bray a, 1021. in the forest, I met a, 67. is counted wise when he holdeth his peace, 1019. knows himself to be a, 71. laughter of a, 1022. man at thirty suspects himself a, 307. me no fools, 1053. me to the top of my bent, they, 139. more hope of a, 1020. more knave than, 41, 973. motley, 67. |
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