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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Conordane Index Page 150 John Bartlett

 
Heart, music in my, I bore, 473.
must have something to cherish, 645.
my book and, 872.
my fond, shall pant for you, 859.
naked human, 308.
nature’s, beats strong, 664.
nature’s, in tune, 587.
ne’er within him burned, 488.
new fountains in the human, 597.
new opened, I feel my, 99.
next our own, 569.
of a maiden is stolen, when the, 521.
of a man is depressed, 348.
of another, enrich not the, 643.
of courtesy, seated in the, 34.
of fire, 802.
of heart, in my, 138.
of little faith, 814.
of man depressed with cares, 348.
of man, the devil dwells in, 218.
of mine, this dark, 636.
of my mystery, pluck out the, 139.
of nature, out from the, 614.
of the great ocean, and the, 640.
of the mountains, 767.
old man’s, blood in an, 723.
on her lips, 554.
on my, monastic aisles, 614.
one hand one flag one, 690.
or head, where is fancy bred in, 63.
or hope, nor bate a jot of, 252.
out of the abundance of the, 1031.
pang that rends the, 398.
passion or excitement of the, 657.
plays an old tune on the, 724.
preaching down a daughter’s, 669.
ran o’er with silent worship, 554.
repairs, a generous, 344.
replies, and the, 422.
responds unto his own, 640.
riven with vain endeavour, 473.
rotten at the, 61.
ruddy drops that visit my sad, 112.
ruddy drops that warm my, 383.
same, beats in every breast, 754.
seeth with the, 503.
Shakespeare unlocked his, 485, 713.
show his eyes and grieve his, 123.
sick, maketh the, 1018.
sigh that rends thy constant, 402.
sinking, changing cheek, 550.
sky did never melt into his, 468.
sleep mournful, and let, 685.
sleeps on his own, 471.
so full a drop overfills it, 734.
some, did break, 674.
song that nerves a nation’s, 682.
spring of love gushed from my, 498.
stabs falsehood to the, 731.
strike mine eyes not my, 178.
stuff which weighs upon the, 125.
such partings break the, 540.
suffered idleness to eat his, 30.
sweet creation of some, 546.
sweetly tender, 667.
take thy beak from out my, 656.
tears rise in the, 672.
Heart, tenderest, even the, 569.
that has truly loved, 520.
that if believed, doubt one, 686.
that is broken, soothe a, 492.
that is soonest awake, 520.
that loved her, betray the, 467.
that mighty, is lying still, 470.
that never feels a pain, 377.
that was humble, 518.
the seson priketh every gentil, 2.
they say Ward has no, 456.
to conceive, 874.
to drown the outcry of the, 585.
to eate thy, 30.
to heal a coward, 807.
to heart mind to mind, 488.
to resolve, 430.
toil on poor, unceasingly, 719.
tongue nor, cannot conceive, 120.
too little for our, 717.
twa bairns and but ae, 587.
unpack my, with words, 135.
untainted, 94.
untravelled fondly turns to thee, 394.
upon my sleeve, wear my, 149.
veracity the, of morality, 762.
want of, 592.
war was in his, 1013.
warm within, 422.
was as great as the world, 621.
was kind and soft, 436.
was rich, for his, 684.
was wax to receive, 554.
way to hit a woman’s, 612.
we may live without, 779.
weed’s plain, 731.
what female, can gold despise, 381.
when we meet a mutual, 358.
where your treasure is, 1030.
which most enamour us, 554.
which others bleed for, 294.
whispers the o’erfraught, 124.
whose lines are mottoes of the, 514.
widow’s, to sing for joy, 1009.
will break, thus the, 543.
with heart in concord, 485.
with strings of steel, 139.
with women the, argues, 754.
with your treasure, 1030.
within and God o’erhead, 639.
would break my jealous, 279.
would fain deny, 124.
Hearts and sentiments were free, 817.
are great, hoard is little but, 678.
are mighty, 46.
are warm, our, 864.
as light, fill to-night with, 633.
believe the truths I tell, 389.
bid the tyrants defiance, 516.
cheerful, now broken, 523.
cherish those, that hate thee, 100.
confess the saints elect, all, 651.
day-star arise in your, 1041.
dry as summer dust, 479.
endure, of all that human, 367.
ensanguined, 420.
feeling, touch but rightly, 455.