John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Rihard Hovey 1864-1900 John Bartlett
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| In all climes we pitch out tents, Cronies of the elements, With the secret lords of birth Intimate and free. | |
| The Wander-lovers. | |
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| The people blossoms armies and puts forth The splendid summer of its noiseless might. | |
| The Call of the Bugles. | |
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| The great white cold walks abroad! | |
| Dartmouth Winter-song. | |
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| Nor love they least Who strike with right good will To vanquish ill And fight God’s battle upward from the beast. | |
| Bugles. | |
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| Who would not rather founder in the fight Than not have known the glory of the fray? | |
| Two and Fate. | |
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| Praise be to you, O hills, that you can breathe Into our souls the secret of your power! | |
| Comrades. | |
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| Spring in the world! And all things are made new! | |
| Spring. | |
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| For ’t is always fair weather When good fellows get together With a stein on the table and a good song ringing clear. | |
| Spring. | |
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| The East and the West in the spring of the world shall blend 1 As a man and a woman that plight Their troth in the warm spring night. | |
| Spring. | |
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| How loving is the Lord God and how strong withal! | |
| Benzaquen. | |
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| Shall the iron argue with the smith what it would be? Or, shall the wrought iron reason with the monger To whom it would be sold? | |
| Benzaquen. | |
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| Love seeks a guerdon; friendship is as God, Who gives and asks no payment. | |
| The Marriage of Guenevere. Act i. Sc. 1. | |
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| Fair weather weddings make fair weather lives. | |
| The Marriage of Guenevere. Act i. Sc. 3. | |
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| There is no sorrow like a love denied Nor any joy like love that has its will. | |
| The Marriage of Guenevere. Act i. Sc. 3. | |
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| There are worser ills to face Than foemen in the fray; And many a man has fought because— He feared to run away. | |
| The Marriage of Guenevere. Act. iv. Sc. 3. | |
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| I have need of the sky, I have business with the grass; I will up and get me away where the hawk is wheeling Lone and high, And the slow clouds go by. I will get me away to the waters that glass The clouds as they pass. I will get me away to the woods. | |
| I have Need of the Sky. |
| Note 1. Rudyard Kipling: Oh, East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet. [back] |