|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Winthrop Mackworth Praed. (18021839)|
| And oh! I shall find how, day by day,|
All thoughts and things look older;
How the laugh of pleasure grows less gay,
And the heart of friendship colder.
| Twenty-eight and Twenty-nine.|
| She was our queen, our rose, our star;|
And then she dancedO Heaven, her dancing!
| The Belle of the Ball.|
| Some lie beneath the churchyard stone,|
And some before the speaker.
| School and Schoolfellows.|
| I remember, I remember 1 |
How my childhood fleeted by,
The mirth of its December
And the warmth of its July.
| I remember, I remember.|
| His partners at the whist-club said|
That he was faultless in his dealings.
| Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy,|
And always blind, and often tipsy;
Sometimes for years and years together,
She ll bless you with the sunniest weather,
Bestowing honour, pudding, pence,
You cant imagine why or whence;
Then in a momentPresto, pass!
Your joys are withered like the grass;
| The haunted Tree.|
| John Bull was beat at Waterloo!|
Theyll swear to that in France.
| Of science and logic he chatters,|
As fine and as fast as he can;
Though I am no judge of such matters,
Im sure hes a talented man.
| The talented Man.|
See Thomas Hood: under same title, page 592. [back]