John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
William Dean Howells 1837-1920 John Bartlett
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| We live, but a world has passed away With the years that perished to make us men. |
| The Mulberries. |
| 2 |
| Lord, for the erring thought Not into evil wrought: Lord, for the wicked will Betrayed and baffled still: For the heart from itself kept, Our thanksgiving accept. |
| Thanksgiving. |
| 3 |
| Her mouth is a honey-blossom, No doubt, as the poet sings; But within her lips, the petals, Lurks a cruel bee that stings. |
| The sarcastic Fair. |