| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | James Russell Lowell. (18191891) (continued) |
| | | 7350 | Nature, they say, doth dote, And can not make a man Save on some worn-out plan, Repeating us by rote. |
| Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865. |
| 7351 | | What men call treasure and the Gods call dross. |
| Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865. |
| 7352 | Here was a type of the true elder race, And one of Plutarchs men talked with us face to face. |
| Ode at the Harvard Commemoration, July 21, 1865. |
| 7353 | Darkness is strong, and so is Sin, But surely God endures forever. |
| Villa Franca. |
| 7354 | | Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past. |
| The Cathedral. |
| 7355 | | The one thing finished in this hasty world. |
| The Cathedral. |
| 7356 | These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred, Each softly lucent as a rounded moon; The diver Omar plucked them from their bed, FitzGerald strung them on an English thread. |
| In a Copy of Omar Khayyam. |
| 7357 | The wisest man could ask no more of Fate Than to be simple, modest, manly, true, Safe from the Manyhonored by the Few; To count as naught in World or Church or State; But inwardly in secret to be great. |
| Sonnet. Jeffries Wyman. |
| 7358 | The clear, sweet singer with the crown of snow Not whiter than the thoughts that housed below. |
| To George William Curtis. |
| 7359 | But life is sweet, though all that makes it sweet Lessen like sound of friends departing feet; And Death is beautiful as feet of friend Coming with welcome at our journeys end.
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