John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Jane Taylor 1783-1824 John Bartlett
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| Though man a thinking being is defined, Few use the grand prerogative of mind. How few think justly of the thinking few! How many never think, who think they do! |
| Essays in Rhyme. (On Morals and Manners. Prejudice.) Essay i. Stanza 45. |
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| Far from mortal cares retreating, Sordid hopes and vain desires, Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires. |
| Hymn. |
| 3 |
| I thank the goodness and the grace Which on my birth have smiled, And made me, in these Christian days, A happy Christian child. |
| A Child’s Hymn of Praise. |
| 4 |
| Oh that it were my chief delight To do the things I ought! Then let me try with all my might To mind what I am taught. |
| For a Very Little Child. 1 |
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| Who ran to help me when I fell, And would some pretty story tell, Or kiss the place to make it well? My mother. |
| My Mother. |
| Note 1. Written by Ann Taylor. [back] |