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The air is full of farewells to the dying,
The Golden Legend.
Time has laid his hand
Upon my heart, gently, not smiting it,
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
The freeman casting with unpurchased hand
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
And many an eye has danced to see
That banner in the sky.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
And give her to the God of storms,
Yes, child of suffering, thou mayst well be sure, He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor!
And, when you stick on conversation's burrs, Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful urs.
You think they are crusaders, sent
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.
And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then Heaven tries the earth if it be in tune,
This child is not mine as the first was,
I cannot sing it to rest,
I cannot lift it up fatherly
And bless it upon my breast;
And sits in my little one's chair,
And the light of the heaven she's gone to
KEY.- GREENE. UHLAND. CRANCH. 291
F. S. KEY.
The Star-spangled Banner.
The star-spangled banner, O long may it wave
home of the brave bought.
ALBERT G. GREENO pissing
Old Grimes is dead; that good old man,
We ne'er shall see him more:
He used to wear a long black coat,
All buttoned down before.
JOHN LOUIS UHLAND.
The Passage. Translated by Mrs. Sarah Austin.
Take, O boatman, thrice thy fee;
Take, I give it willingly;
For, invisible to thee,
Spirits twain have crossed with me.
CHRISTOPHER P. CRANCH.
Thought is deeper than all speech;
Feeling deeper than all thought;
Souls to souls can never teach
What unto themselves was taught.
EATON STANNARD BARRETT.
Not she with trait'rous kiss her Master stung,
MISS FANNY STEERS.
The last link is broken
That bound me to thee,
And the words thou hast spoken
While tumbling down the turbid stream,
Splendid Shilling. Line 121.
My galligaskins, that have long withstood
THOMAS A KEMPIS.
Imitation of Christ. Book i. Chapter 19. Man proposes, but God disposes.*
Book i. Chapter 23.
And when he is out of sight, quickly also is he out
Book iii. Chapter 12.
Of two evils, the less is always to be chosen.
Translated by Urquhart and Motteux.
Book i. Chapter 1. Note 2.
To return to our muttons
Book i. Chapter 5.
To drink no more than a sponge.
Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston.
*This expression is of much greater antiquity; it appears in the Chronicle of Battel Abbey, from 1066 to 1176, page 27, Lower's Translation, and also in Piers' Ploughman's Vision, line 13994.