Charles Sprague
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Charles Sprague (1791–1875) was an early American poet.
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- Lo where the stage, the poor, degraded stage,
Holds its warped mirror to a gaping age.- Curiosity, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
- Through life’s dark road his sordid way he wends,
An incarnation of fat dividends.- Curiosity, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
- Behold! in Liberty’s unclouded blaze
We lift our heads, a race of other days.- Centennial Ode. Stanza 22, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
- Yes, social friend, I love thee well,
In learned doctors’ spite;
Thy clouds all other clouds dispel,
And lap me in delight.- To my Cigar, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
