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Reported in ''Bartlett's Familiar Quotations'', 10th ed. (1919).

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Authors

Francis Bacon (1561–1626)

• Whence we see spiders, flies, or ants entombed and preserved forever in amber, a more than royal tomb.
  • Historia Vitæ et Mortis; Sylva Sylvarum, Cent. i. Exper. 100.

• When you wander, as you often delight to do, you wander indeed, and give never such satisfaction as the curious time requires. This is not caused by any natural defect, but first for want of election, when you, having a large and fruitful mind, should not so much labour what to speak as to find what to leave unspoken. Rich soils are often to be weeded.
  • Letter of Expostulation to Coke.

• The sun, which passeth through pollutions and itself remains as pure as before.
  • Advancement of Learning, book ii. (1605).

• Sacred and inspired divinity, the sabaoth and port of all men's labours and peregrinations.
  • Advancement of Learning, book ii. (1605).

• Cleanness of body was ever deemed to proceed from a due reverence to God.
  • Advancement of Learning, book ii. (1605).

• States as great engines move slowly.
  • Advancement of Learning, book ii. (1605).

Geoffrey Chaucer (c. 1340–1400)

• Your duty is, as ferre as I can gesse.
  • The Court of Love, line 178.

• O little booke, thou art so unconning,
  How darst thou put thy-self in prees for drede?
  • The Flower and the Leaf, line 59.

• Of all the floures in the mede,
  Than love I most these floures white and rede,
  Soch that men callen daisies in our toun.
  • Prologue of the Legend of Good Women, line 41.

• That well by reason men it call may
  The daisie, or els the eye of the day,
  The emprise, and floure of floures all.
  • Prologue of the Legend of Good Women, line 183.

• For iii may keep a counsel if twain be away.
  • The Ten Commandments of Love.

Canterbury Tales

• This flour of wifly patience.
  • The Clerkes Tale, part v, l. 8797.

• They demen gladly to the badder end.
  • The Squieres Tale, l. 10538.

• Therefore behoveth him a ful long spone,
  That shall eat with a fend.
  • Line 10916.

• Fie on possession,
  But if a man be vertuous withal.
  • The Frankeleines Prologue, l. 10998.

• Truth is the highest thing that man may keep.
  • The Frankeleines Tale, l. 11789.

• Full wise is he that can himselven knowe.
  • The Monkes Tale, l. 1449.

• Mordre wol out, that see we day by day.
  • The Nonnes Preestes Tale, l. 15058.

• But all thing which that shineth as the gold
  Ne is no gold, as I have herd it told.
  • The Chanones Yemannes Tale, l. 16430.

• The firste vertue, sone, if thou wilt lere,
  Is to restreine and kepen wel thy tonge.
  • The Manciples Tale, l. 17281.

• The proverbe saith that many a smale maketh a grate.
  • Persones Tale.

• Right as an aspen lefe she gan to quake.
  • L. 1201.

George Herbert. (1593–1633)

• To write a verse or two is all the praise
  That I can raise.
  • Praise.

• Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses,
  A box where sweets compacted lie.
  • Virtue.

• Like summer friends,
  Flies of estate and sunneshine.
  • The Answer.

• Bibles laid open, millions of surprises.
  • Sin.

• Religion stands on tiptoe in our land,
  Ready to pass to the American strand.
  • The Church Militant.

• Man is one world, and hath
  Another to attend him.
  • Man.

• If goodness lead him not, yet weariness
  May toss him to my breast.
  • The Pulley.

• • A True Hymn.

• Wouldst thou both eat thy cake and have it?
  • The Size.

• Do well and right, and let the world sink.
  • Country Parson. Chap. xxix.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882)

• The star of the unconquered will.
  • The Light of Stars.

• Oh, fear not in a world like this,
  And thou shalt know erelong,—
  Know how sublime a thing it is
  To suffer and be strong.
  • The Light of Stars.

• Spake full well, in language quaint and olden,
  One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine,
  When he called the flowers, so blue and golden,
  Stars, that in earth's firmament do shine.
  • Flowers.

• The hooded clouds, like friars,
  Tell their beads in drops of rain.
  • Midnight Mass.

• For Time will teach thee soon the truth,
  There are no birds in last year's nest!
  • It is not always May.

• The prayer of Ajax was for light.
  • The Goblet of Life.

• O suffering, sad humanity!
  O ye afflicted ones, who lie
  Steeped to the lips in misery,
  Longing, yet afraid to die,
  Patient, though sorely tried!
  • The Goblet of Life.

• My soul is full of longing
  For the secret of the Sea,
  And the heart of the great ocean
  Sends a thrilling pulse through me.
  • The Secret of the Sea.

• Books are sepulchres of thought.
  • Wind over the Chimney.

• She floats upon the river of his thoughts.
  • The Spanish Student. Act ii, scene 3.

• This is the place. Stand still, my steed,—
  Let me review the scene,
  And summon from the shadowy past
  The forms that once have been.
  • A Gleam of Sunshine.

• The leaves of memory seemed to make
  A mournful rustling in the dark.
  • The Fire of Drift-wood.

• In the elder days of Art,
  Builders wrought with greatest care
  Each minute and unseen part;
  For the gods see everywhere.
  • The Builders.

• The surest pledge of a deathless name
  Is the silent homage of thoughts unspoken.
  • The Herons of Elmwood.

• He has singed the beard of the king of Spain.
  • The Dutch Picture.

• With useless endeavour
  Forever, forever,
  Is Sisyphus rolling
  His stone up the mountain!
  • The Masque of Pandora. Chorus of the Eumenides.

• All things come round to him who will but wait.
  • Tales of a Wayside Inn, part i. The Student's Tale.

• A town that boasts inhabitants like me
  Can have no lack of good society.
  • Tales of a Wayside Inn. The Poet's Tale, part i. The Birds of Killingworth.

• Hospitality sitting with Gladness.
  • Translation from Frithiof's Saga.

• Who ne'er his bread in sorrow ate,
  Who ne'er the mournful midnight hours
  Weeping upon his bed has sate,
  He knows you not, ye Heavenly Powers.
  • Motto, Hyperion, book i.

• Something the heart must have to cherish,
  Must love and joy and sorrow learn;
  Something with passion clasp, or perish
  And in itself to ashes burn.
  • Hyperion, book ii.

• Were half the power that fills the world with terror,
  Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts,
  Given to redeem the human mind from error,
  There were no need of arsenals and forts.
  • The Arsenal at Springfield.

• Where'er a noble deed is wrought,
  Where'er is spoken a noble thought,
  Our hearts in glad surprise
  To higher levels rise.
  • Santa Filomena.

• His form was ponderous and his step was slow;
  There never was so wise a man before;
  He seemed the incarnate "I told you so".
  • Santa Filomena.

• Moons waxed and waned, the lilacs bloomed and died,
  In the broad river ebbed and flowed the tide,
  Ships went to sea, and ships came home from sea,
  And the slow years sailed by and ceased to be.
  • Lady Wentworth.

• Build on, and make thy castles high and fair,
  Rising and reaching upward to the skies;
  Listen to voices in the upper air,
  Nor lose thy simple faith in mysteries.
  • The Castle-builder.

• Much must he toil who serves the Immortal Gods.
  • The Masque of Pandora. ii.

• • Every guilty deed
    Holds in itself the seed
    Of retribution and undying pain.
  • The Masque of Pandora. viii.

• He speaketh not; and yet there lies
  A conversation in his eyes.
  • The Hanging of the Crane.

• All are architects of Fate,
  Working in these walls of Time.
  • The Builders.

• I know a maiden fair to see,
  Take care!
  She can both false and friendly be,
  Beware! Beware!
  Trust her not,
  She is fooling thee.
  • From the German (In Hyperion).

• She knew the life-long martyrdom,
  The weariness, the endless pain
  Of waiting for some one to come
  Who nevermore would come again.
  • Vittoria Colonna.

• Alas! it is not till time, with reckless hand, has torn out half the leaves from the Book of Human Life to light the fires of passion with from day to day, that man begins to see that the leaves which remain are few in number.
  • Hyperion, book iv. Chap. viii.

• Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee.
  • Kavanagh.

• There is no greater sorrow
  Than to be mindful of the happy time
  In misery.
  • Inferno, canto v, line 121.

Resignation

• The air is full of farewells to the dying,
  And mournings for the dead.

• But oftentimes celestial benedictions
  Assume this dark disguise.

• What seem to us but sad, funereal tapers
  May be heaven's distant lamps.

• Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution,
  She lives whom we call dead.