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

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Alfred Tennyson Tennyson. (1809–1892) (continued)
    But for the unquiet heart and brain
  A use in measured language lies;
  The sad mechanic exercise
Like dull narcotics numbing pain.
          In Memoriam. v. Stanza 2.
              Never morning wore
To evening, but some heart did break.
          In Memoriam. vi. Stanza 2.
      And topples round the dreary west
A looming bastion fringed with fire.
          In Memoriam. xv. Stanza 5.
      And from his ashes may be made
The violet of his native land. 1 
          In Memoriam. xviii. Stanza 1.
      I do but sing because I must,
And pipe but as the linnets sing. 2 
          In Memoriam. xxi. Stanza 6.
    The shadow cloaked from head to foot.
          In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 1.
    Who keeps the keys of all the creeds.
          In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 2.
      And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought
Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.
          In Memoriam. xxiii. Stanza 4.
      ’T is better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all. 3 
          In Memoriam. xxvii. Stanza 4.
    Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.
          In Memoriam. xxxii. Stanza 1.
      Whose faith has centre everywhere,
Nor cares to fix itself to form.
          In Memoriam. xxxiii. Stanza 1.
Note 1.
See Shakespeare, page 144; also FitzGerald, Rubáiyát, xix. [back]
Note 2.
I sing but as the linnet sings:
Ich singe, wie der Vogel singt
  Der in den Zweigen wohnet.
Goethe: Wilhelm Meister, book ii, chap. xi. [back]
Note 3.
See Crabbe, page 444. Arthur Hugh Clough: Peschiera.
What voice did on my spirit fall,
  Peschiera, when thy bridge I crost?
  ’T is better to have fought and lost
Than never to have fought at all.

Congreve: The Way of the World, Act ii. Scene i.
Say what you will, ’t is better to be left
Than never to have loved. [back]