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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Thomas Babington, Lord Macaulay. (1800–1859) (continued)
And wherefore doth your rout send forth a joyous shout?
  And whence be the grapes of the wine-press which ye tread?
          The Battle of Naseby.
    Ye diners-out from whom we guard our spoons. 1 
          Political Georgics.
J. Augustus Wade. (1800–1875)
    Meet me by moonlight alone,
  And then I will tell you a tale
Must be told by the moonlight alone,
  In the grove at the end of the vale!
You must promise to come, for I said
  I would show the night-flowers their queen.
Nay, turn not away that sweet head,
  ’T is the loveliest ever was seen.
          Meet me by Moonlight.
    ’T were vain to tell thee all I feel,
  Or say for thee I’d die.
Ah, well-a-day, the sweetest melody
Could never, never say, one half my love for thee.
          ’T were vain to tell.
Lord Charles Neaves. (1800–1876)
    Pouter, tumbler and fantail are from the same source;
  The racer and hack may be traced to one horse;
So men were developed from monkeys of course, 2 
  Which nobody can deny.
          The Origin of Species.
Note 1.
Macaulay, in a letter, June 29, 1831, says “I sent these lines to the ‘Times’ about three years ago.” [back]
Note 2.
See Lord Beaconsfield, page 625. [back]