John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Sir Lewis Morris 1833-1907 John Bartlett
| 1 |
| The wind that sighs before the dawn Chases the gloom of night, The curtains of the East are drawn, And suddenly—’t is light. |
| Le Vent de l’Esprit. |
| 2 |
| The love of the Right, tho’ cast down, the hate of victorious Ill, All are sparks from the central fire of a boundless beneficent will. |
| A new Orphic Hymn. |
| 3 |
| Sound, jocund strains; on pipe and viol sound, Young voices sing; Wreathe every door with snow-white voices round, For lo! ’t is Spring! Winter has passed with its sad funeral train, And Love revives again. |
| Life-Music. |
| 4 |
| Toil is the law of life and its best fruit. |
| The Ode of perfect Years. |
| 5 |
| The victories of Right Are born of strife. There were no Day were there no Night, Nor, without dying, Life. |
| The Ode of Evil. |
| 6 |
| The world still needs Its champion as of old, and finds him still. |
| The Epic of Hades. Herakles. |
| 7 |
| Call no faith false which e’er hath brought Relief to any laden life, Cessation to the pain of thought, Refreshment mid the dust of strife. |
| Tolerance. |
| 8 |
| Rest springs from strife and dissonant chords beget Divinest harmonies. |
| Love’s Suicide. |
| 9 |
| The passionate love of Right, the burning hate of Wrong. |
| The Diamond Jubilee. |