| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Robert Southey. (17741843) (continued) |
| | | 5302 | From his brimstone bed, at break of day, A-walking the Devil is gone, To look at his little snug farm of the World, And see how his stock went on. |
| The Devils Walk. Stanza 1. |
| 5303 | He passed a cottage with a double coach-house, A cottage of gentility; And he owned with a grin, That his favourite sin Is pride that apes humility. 1 |
| The Devils Walk. Stanza 8. |
| 5304 | Where Washington hath left His awful memory A light for after times! |
| Ode written during the War with America, 1814. |
| 5305 | How beautiful is night! A dewy freshness fills the silent air; No mist obscures; nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven: In full-orbed glory, yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths; Beneath her steady ray The desert circle spreads Like the round ocean, girdled with the sky. How beautiful is night! |
| Thalaba. Book i. Stanza 1. |
| 5306 | But what good came of it at last? Quoth little Peterkin. Why, that I cannot tell, said he; But t was a famous victory. |
| The Battle of Blenheim. |
| 5307 | | Blue, darkly, deeply, beautifully blue. 2 |
| Madoc in Wales. Part i. 5. |
| 5308 | What will not woman, gentle woman dare, When strong affection stirs her spirit up? |
| Madoc in Wales. Part ii. 2. |
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