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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

Conordane Index Page 60 John Bartlett

 
Created equal, all men, 434.
half to rise and half to fall, 317.
in bounds of earth, everything, 750.
suddenly, no great thing, 929.
Creating a whole new democratic world, 584.
of nature’s own, 358.
Creation, amid nature’s gay, 355.
bodiless, 141.
by right of an earlier, 600.
from every scene of the, 457.
from heat-oppressed brain, 119.
hangman of, 449.
hints for the, 954.
lords of the, 448.
must despise a tailless man, all, 818.
nature’s gay, 355.
of beauty, poetry as rhythmical, 657.
of some heart, sweet, 546.
of the world, no tyrant like intemperance, 634.
ploughshare o’er, 309.
since the world’s, 169.
sleeps, 306.
tire of all, 692.
you may be of the king’s, 282.
Creations, God acts his own, 704.
Creation’s blank creation’s blot, 860.
dawn beheld, such as, 547.
heir the world, 394.
Creator drew his spirit, his great, 270.
endowed by their, 434.
glory of the, 169.
remember now thy, 1023.
voice of the great, 716.
Creator’s praise arise, let the, 302.
Creature, a good woman is a wondrous, 686.
be a far more perfect, 663.
comforts, our, 283.
drink pretty, drink, 472.
every, lives in a state of war, 290.
every, shall be purified, 41.
good wine is a good familiar, 152.
heaven-eyed, 486.
is at his dirty work again, 327.
literary, 808.
misgivings of a, 478.
not too bright or good, 474.
of circumstances, 626.
small beer, 89.
smarts so little as a fool, 327.
tired and lone, unmated, 717.
was stirring, not a, 527.
what more felicitie can fall to, 30.
why should every, drink but I, 260.
Creatures bace, heavenly spirits to, 28.
God made all the, 708.
heaven hides from all, 315.
man is an inconstant, 916.
millions of spiritual, 234.
of men, circumstances are the, 626.
of one great law, 797.
of the element, 244.
rational, 227.
these delicate, 154.
you dissect, 323.
Creatures’ lives but of a day, 922.
lives, human, 594.
Crebillon, romances of, 387.
Credit, and it’s greatly to his, 800.
blest paper, 322.
corpse of public, 531.
growth of, requires time, 625.
his own lie, 42.
in that, there ain’t much, 702.
not to thy, 778.
private, is wealth, 875.
sure road to unquestioned, 755.
Creditor, glory of a, 46.
Credulities to nature, dear, 486.
Credulity, ye who listen with, 367.
Creed, an Athanasian, 629.
argument to thy neighbour’s, 614.
Calvinistic, 365.
crackling pile nor cursing, 691.
despite of every faith and, 683.
its spangles a deathless, 748.
of slaves, necessity is the, 453.
put your, into your deed, 616.
sapping a solemn, 544.
suckled in a, outworn, 476.
truth has never been in one, 832.
Creeds agree, ask if our, 520.
and opinions, all, 791.
and philosophies, 832.
churches and, lost in mists, 765.
iron, 834.
keys of all the, 674.
of terror, 729.
than in half the, 676.
weary of mumbling Athanasian, 788.
Creeks and inlets, back through, 727.
Creep, children learn to, 15.
home and take your place, 729.
in one dull line, ten low words, 324.
into his study of imagination, 53.
kind will, 14.
wit that can, 328.
Creeps in this petty pace, 125.
slowly on, wisdom of mankind, 622.
Creeping hours of time, 68.
like snail to school, 69.
Creetur, I am a lone lorn, 701.
Creon had, such an one, 791.
Crept upon our talk, 115.
Cressy and Poictiers, shrined with, 726.
Crest and crowning of all good, 833.
joy brightens his, 239.
repentance rears her snaky, 355.
Crested fortune, 424.
Cretan against Cretan, 911.
Cretur, on sech a blessed, 736.
Crew, Comus and his midnight, 383.
of the captain’s gig, 800.
unmarried members of, 799.
Crib, ass knoweth his master’s, 1024.
Cribbed confined, 122.
Cricket on the hearth, 250.
Crickets, merry as, 957.
Cried razors up and down, 432.
served him right, 720.
Crier of green sauce, 957.
that proclaims the conqueror, 919.