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

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Winthrop Mackworth Praed. (1802–1839) (continued)
    His partners at the whist-club said
  That he was faultless in his dealings.
    Dame Fortune is a fickle gipsy,
And always blind, and often tipsy;
Sometimes for years and years together,
She ’ll bless you with the sunniest weather,
Bestowing honour, pudding, pence,
You can’t imagine why or whence;—
Then in a moment—Presto, pass!—
Your joys are withered like the grass;
          The haunted Tree.
    John Bull was beat at Waterloo!
  They’ll swear to that in France.
    Of science and logic he chatters,
  As fine and as fast as he can;
Though I am no judge of such matters,
  I’m sure he’s a talented man.
          The talented Man.
George Pope Morris. (1802–1864)
    Woodman, spare that tree!
  Touch not a single bough! 1 
In youth it sheltered me,
  And I ’ll protect it now.
          Woodman, spare that Tree! 1830.
    A song for our banner! The watchword recall
  Which gave the Republic her station:
“United we stand, divided we fall!”
  It made and preserves us a nation! 2 
          The Flag of our Union.
    The union of lakes, the union of lands,
  The union of States none can sever,
The union of hearts, the union of hands,
  And the flag of our Union forever!
          The Flag of our Union.
Note 1.
See Campbell, page 516. [back]
Note 2.
See Key, page 517. [back]