John (Milton) Hay. 1838-1905. John Bartlett, comp. 1919. Familiar Quotations, 10th ed.

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

John (Milton) Hay. (1838–1905)

He never funked and he never lied
I reckon he never knowed how.

Jim Bludso.

    He were n’t no saint—but at jedgment
  I’d run my chance with Jim.
’Longside of some pious gentlemen
  That would n’t shook hands with him.
He seen his duty, a dead-sure thing—
  And went for it thar and then;
And Christ ain’t a-going to be too hard
  On a man that died for men.

Jim Bludso.

At my door the Pale Horse stands
To carry me to unknown lands.

The Stirrup Cup.

The people will come to their own at last,—
God is not mocked forever.

The Sphynx of the Tuileries.

    I think that saving a little child
  And bringing him to his own,
Is a derned sight better business
  Than loafing around the throne.

Little Breeches.

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