|John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|John Boyle OReilly. (18441890)|
| Though it lash the shallows that line the beach,|
Afar from the great sea-deeps,
There is never a storm whose might can reach
Where the vast leviathan sleeps.
Like a mighty thought in a mighty mind
In the clear cold depths he swims;
Whilst above him the pettiest form of his kind
With a dash oer the surface skims.
| Prelude to the amber whale.|
| They who see the Flying Dutchman never, never reach the shore.|
| The Flying Dutchman.|
| Doubt is brother-devil to Despair.|
| The world is large when weary leagues two loving hearts divide|
But the world is small when your enemy is loose on the other side.
| Be silent and safesilence never betrays you.|
| Rules of the Road.|
| I d rather live in Bohemia than in any other land.|