|John Bartlett, comp. (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.|
|Eyes, fear of God before their, 1036.
get your, so blue, 759.
gifts that took all, 616.
gladness and glory to wandering, 623.
glow like the sparks of fire, 202.
good for sore, 292.
gospel-light from Bullens, 387.
grown weary of the garish day, 764.
hands were never made to tear each others, 302.
happiness through another mans, 71.
hath not a Jew, 63.
hell to choose love by anothers, 57.
his, all radiant with surprise, 788.
Im growing dimmer in the, 719.
I wait, with longing, 696.
I will not give sleep to mine, 1016.
in scorn of, 96.
innocence closing up his, 40.
kindling her undazzled, 255.
ladies whose bright, 249.
lies all before his, 686.
light that lies in womans, 522.
light that visits these sad, 383.
like stars start from their spheres, 131.
look your last, 109.
looks through his eager, 791.
looked love to eyes, 542.
love darting, 246.
love looks not with the, 57.
make pictures when shut, 502.
man may see with no, 148.
man with large gray, 472.
may weep, those watchful, 511.
meet far off, when, 274.
mine, have seen the glory, 747.
night has a thousand, 833.
no speculation in those, 122.
not a friend to close his, 271.
not yet created, 162.
of a fool, 1019.
of galiery critics, 419.
of my cash-box, 984.
of pure women wholesome stars, 678.
of sentiment, pluck the, 688.
of unholy blue, 521.
offensive to my, 296.
ope their golden, 159.
pearls that were his, 42.
play the woman with mine, 124.
pleasant sights salute the, 723.
poorly satisfy our, 174.
quaint enamelled, 247.
rain influence, 249.
read their history in a nations, 385.
reflecting gems, 96.
sans, sans teeth, 69.
shall cry my, out, 973.
she gave me ears she gave me, 469.
show his, and grieve his heart, 123.
shut, he could go there with his, 947.|
|Eyes, sights of death within mine, 96.
sought the west afar, 487.
soul sitting in thine, 249.
soul within her, 554.
stood with stupid, 273.
streaming, and breaking hearts, 668.
sublime with tears, 657.
such beaming, 520.
sweeter than the lids of Junos, 77.
tears gather to the, 673.
that shone now dimmed, 523.
that would not look on me, 442.
the break of day, 49.
the glow-worm lend thee, 202.
the sunshine of thine, 832.
there lies a conversation in his, 647.
they strike mine, 178.
those, the greenest of things blue, 808.
thy dying, were closed, 335.
to the blind, feet to the lame, 1009.
too pure and too honest, 780.
unto dying, 673.
vision brightening in their, 798.
were closed, thy dying, 335.
were filled with love, your, 747.
were made for seeing, 615.
whereer I turn my ravished, 299.
which fail with wakefulness, 600.
whose subdued, 157.
will not give sleep to mine, 1016.
wipe my weeping, 303.
wiped our, 69.
with dreamful, my spirit lies, 751.
with grave ethereal, 855.
with his half-shut, 326.
womens, from, 56.|
|Eyeballs roll, lips tremble and, 333.|
|Eyebrow, ballad to his mistress, 69.|
|Eyelids heavy and red, 594.
of the morn, opening, 247.
slumber to mine, 1016.
weigh down my, 89.|
|Eyesight, treasure of his, 104.|
|Eyne, Bacchus with pink, 158.|
|Fable, in a Libyan, 882.
read my little, 672.|
|Fables and legends of the Talmud, 166.|
|Fabric, huge, rose like an exhalation, 225.
of the sky, 342.
of this vision, baseless, 43.
rose silently as a dream, 421.
the mystic, sprung, 535.
will not stand, 851.|
|Face, apparitions start into her, 52.
at the window, a, 764.
Aurora shows her brightening, 367.
bury me on my, 949.
call it fair not pale, 500.
cant I commend anothers, 377.
climber-upward turns his, 111.
continual comfort in a, 23.
counted ere I see thy, 686.
disasters in his morning, 397.|