| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| | | Alfred Tennyson Tennyson. (18091892) (continued) |
| | | 6872 | My God, I would not live Save that I think this gross hard-seeming world Is our misshaping vision of the Powers Behind the world, that make our griefs our gains. |
| The Sisters. |
| 6873 | The golden guess Is morning-star to the full round of truth. |
| Columbus. |
| 6874 | No sound is breathed so potent to coerce And to conciliate, as their names who dare For that sweet mother-land which gave them birth Nobly to do, nobly to die. |
| Tiresias. |
| 6875 | | A princelier-looking man never stept thro a princes hall. |
| The Wreck. |
| 6876 | | The shell must break before the bird can fly. |
| The ancient Sage. |
| 6877 | Slav, Teuton, Kelt, I count them all My friends and brother souls, With all the peoples, great and small, That wheel between the poles. |
| Epilogue to The Charge of the heavy Brigade. |
| 6878 | The song that nerves a nations heart Is in itself a deed. |
| Epilogue to The Charge of the heavy Brigade. |
| 6879 | | All the charm of all the Muses often flowering in a lonely word. |
| To Virgil. |
| 6880 | That mans the best Cosmopolite Who loves his native country best. |
| Hands all round. |
| 6881 | Love your enemy, bless your haters, said the Greatest of the great; Christian love among the Churches looked the twin of heathen hate. |
| Locksley Hall sixty Years after. Line 85. |
| 6882 | | Charm us, orator, till the lion look no larger than the cat. |
| Locksley Hall sixty Years after. Line 112. |
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