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

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Edward Coate Pinckney. (1802–1828)
    I fill this cup to one made up
  Of loveliness alone,
A woman, of her gentle sex
  The seeming paragon;
To whom the better elements
  And kindly stars have given
A form so fair, that, like the air,
  ’T is less of earth than heaven.
          A Health.
    Her every tone is music’s own,
  Like those of morning birds,
And something more than melody
  Dwells ever in her words.
          A Health.
    Look out upon the stars, my love,
  And shame them with thine eyes.
          A Serenade.
Winthrop Mackworth Praed. (1802–1839)
    And oh! I shall find how, day by day,
  All thoughts and things look older;
How the laugh of pleasure grows less gay,
  And the heart of friendship colder.
          Twenty-eight and Twenty-nine.
    She was our queen, our rose, our star;
  And then she danced—O Heaven, her dancing!
          The Belle of the Ball.
    Some lie beneath the churchyard stone,
  And some before the speaker.
          School and Schoolfellows.
    I remember, I remember 1 
  How my childhood fleeted by,—
The mirth of its December
  And the warmth of its July.
          I remember, I remember.
Note 1.
See Thomas Hood: under same title, page 592. [back]