| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night.
| O little Town of Bethlehem. |
| 7771 | | Life comes before literature, as the material always comes before the work. The hills are full of marble before the world blooms with statues. |
| Literature and Life. |
| | | Celia Thaxter. (18351894) |
| | | 7772 | The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm; At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped; With lulling murmur, and the air was warm, And all the tumult and the trouble stopped. |
| The Nestling Swallows. |
| 7773 | Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget That sunrise never failed us yet. |
| The Sunrise never failed us yet. |
| 7774 | Already the dandelions Are changed into vanishing ghosts. |
| Already. |
| 7775 | Across the narrow beach we flit, One little sand-piper and I; |
| The Sand-piper. |
| | | Charles Henry (John Paul) Webb. (18341905) |
| | | 7776 | Friends I have had both old and young, And ale we drank and songs we sung: Enough you know when this is said, That, one and all, they died in bed. In bed they died and Ill not go Where all my friends have perished so. |
| Dum vivimus vigilamus. |
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