John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
George William (“A E”) Russell 1867-1935 John Bartlett
| 1 |
| Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see. |
| The unknown God. |
| 2 |
| Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and paradise! |
| Janus. |
| 3 |
| Oh, I am so old, meseems I am next of kin to Time. |
| The Grey Eros. |
| 4 |
| She sat with hands as if to bless, And looked with grave ethereal eyes; Ensouled by ancient Quietness, A gentle priestess of the Wise. |
| Forgiveness. |
| 5 |
| Twilight, a timid fawn, went glimmering by, And Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast. |
| Refuge. |
| 6 |
| We are in the calm and proud possession of eternal things. |
| Babylon. |