John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
(continued) John (Milton) Hay. (18381905) 7905
He were nt no saintbut at jedgment Id run my chance with Jim. Longside of some pious gentlemen That would nt shook hands with him. He seen his duty, a dead-sure thing And went for it thar and then; And Christ aint a-going to be too hard On a man that died for men.
Jim Bludso. 7906
At my door the Pale Horse stands To carry me to unknown lands.
The Stirrup Cup. 7907
The people will come to their own at last, God is not mocked forever.
The Sphynx of the Tuileries. 7908
I think that saving a little child And bringing him to his own, Is a derned sight better business Than loafing around the throne.
Margaret Elizabeth Sangster. (18381912) 7909
I knowyet my arms are empty, That fondly folded seven, And the mother heart within me Is almost starved for heaven.
Are the Children at Home. 7910
Never yet was a springtime, Late though lingered the snow, That the sap stirred not at the whisper Of the southwind, sweet and low; Never yet was a springtime When the buds forgot to blow.