John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
(continued) James Russell Lowell. (18191891)
Daily, with souls that cringe and plot, We Sinais climb and know it not.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First. 7309
T is heaven alone that is given away; T is only God may be had for the asking.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First. 7310
And what is so rare as a day in June? Then, if ever, come perfect days; Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune, And over it softly her warm ear lays.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First. 7311
Now the heart is so full that a drop overfills it; We are happy now because God wills it.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First. 7312
Joy comes, grief goes, we know not how.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Prelude to Part First. 7313
Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
The Vision of Sir Launfal. Part Second. viii. 7314
A reading-machine, always wound up and going, He mastered whatever was not worth the knowing.
A Fable for Critics. 7315
There comes Emerson first, whose rich words, every one, Are like gold nails in temples to hang trophies on; Whose prose is grand verse while his verse the Lord knows Is some of it pr No, t is not even prose!
A Fable for Critics. 7316
Nature fits all her children with something to do.
A Fable for Critics. 7317
Ez fer war, I call it murder, There you hev it plain an flat; I dont want to go no furder Than my Testyment fer that. . . . . . . . An youve gut to git up airly Ef you want to take in God.
The Biglow Papers. First Series. No. i.