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Hoyt & Roberts, comps.  Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations.  1922.
On Sundays, at the matin-chime,
The Alpine peasants, two and three,
    Climb up here to pray;
Burghers and dames, at summer’s prime,
Ride out to church from Chamberry,
    Dight with mantles gay,
But else it is a lonely time
Round the Church of Brou.
        Matthew Arnold—The Church of Brou. II. St. 3.
Thou art my single day, God lends to leaven
What were all earth else, with a feel of heaven.
        Robert Browning—Pippa Passes. Sc. 1.
Of all the days that’s in the week,
  I dearly love but one day,
And that’s the day that comes betwixt
  A Saturday and Monday.
        Henry Carey—Sally in Our Alley.
How still the morning of the hallow’d day!
Mute is the voice of rural labour, hush’d
The ploughboy’s whistle, and the milkmaid’s song.
        James Grahame—The Sabbath. Song.
Gently on tiptoe Sunday creeps,
Cheerfully from the stars he peeps,
Mortals are all asleep below,
None in the village hears him go;
E’en chanticleer keeps very still,
For Sunday whispered, ’twas his will.
        John Peter Hebel—Sunday Morning.
Sundaies observe: think when the bells do chime,
’Tis angel’s musick; therefore come not late.
        Herbert—Temple. The Church Porch. St. 65.
The Sundaies of man’s life,
Thredded together on time’s string,
Make bracelets to adorn the wife
Of the eternal, glorious King.
On Sunday heaven’s gates stand ope;
Blessings are plentiful and rife.
    More plentiful than hope.
        Herbert—Temple. The Church. Sunday.
Now, really, this appears the common case
Of putting too much Sabbath into Sunday—
But what is your opinion, Mrs. Grundy?
        Hood—An Open Question. St. 1.
Day of the Lord, as all our days should be!
        Longfellow—Christus. Pt. III. John Endicott. Act I. Sc. 2.
  The Sabbath was made for man, and not man for the Sabbath.
        Mark. II. 27.
So sang they, and the empyrean rung
With Hallelujahs. Thus was Sabbath kept.
        MiltonParadise Lost. Bk. VII. L. 632.
For, bless the gude mon, gin he had his ain way,
  He’d na let a cat on the Sabbath say “mew;”
Nae birdie maun whistle, nae lambie maun play,
An’ Phœbus himsel’ could na travel that day,
  As he’d find a new Joshua in Andie Agnew.
        Moore—Sunday Ethics. St. 3.
See Christians, Jews, one heavy sabbath keep,
And all the western world believe and sleep.
        Pope—Dunciad. Bk. III. L. 99.
E’en Sunday shines no Sabbath day to me.
        Pope—Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot. Prologue to the Satires. L. 12.
The sabbaths of Eternity,
One sabbath deep and wide.
        Tennyson—St. Agnes’ Eve. St. 3.

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