| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Arthur Hugh Clough. (18191861) (continued) |
| | | 7243 | For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent flooding in, the main. |
| Say not the Struggle Naught availeth. |
| 7244 | | Grace is given of God but knowledge is bought in the market. |
| Bothie of Tober-na-Vuolich. |
| 7245 | There is a great Field-Marshal, my friend, who arrays our battalions; Let us to Providence trust, and abide and work in our stations. |
| Bothie of Tober-na-Vuolich. |
| 7246 | | A world where nothing is had for nothing. |
| Bothie of Tober-na-Vuolich. |
| 7247 | As ships becalmed at eve, that lay With canvas drooping, side by side, Two towers of sail, at dawn of day Are scarce, long leagues apart, descried. 1 |
| As ships becalmed. |
| | | Charles Kingsley. (18191875) |
| | | 7248 | O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o Dee! |
| The Sands of Dee. |
| 7249 | | The cruel crawling foam. |
| The Sands of Dee. |
| 7250 | Men must work, and women must weep. And theres little to earn and many to keep, And the harbor bar is moaning. |
| The three Fishers. |
| 7251 | Be good, sweet maid, and let who will be clever; Do noble things, not dream them, all day long: And so make life, death, and that vast forever One grand sweet song. |
| A Farewell. |
| | Note 1. Longfellow: Ships that Pass in the Night, page 644. [back] |
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