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

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James Thomas Fields. (1817–1881) (continued)
    Oh, to be home again, home again, home again!
  Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
          In a strange Land.
    The skipper stormed and tore his hair,
  Hauled on his boots and roared at Marden—
“Nantucket ’s sunk and here we are
  Right over old Marm Hackett’s garden!”
          The Nantucket Skipper.
    Is n’t God upon the ocean
  Just the same as on the land?
          The Tempest.
Eliza Cook. (1817–1889)
    I love it, I love it, and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old arm-chair?
          The old Arm-Chair.
    How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When memory plays an old tune on the heart!
          Old Dobbin.
    Better build schoolrooms for “the boy”
Than cells and gibbets for “the man.”
          A Song for ragged Schools.
    On what strange stuff Ambition feeds!
          Thomas Hood.
Sir Austen Henry Layard. (1817–1894)
      I have always believed that success would be the inevitable result if the two services, the army and the navy, had fair play, and if we sent the right man to fill the right place. 1 
          Speech in Parliament, Jan. 15, 1855. 2 
Note 1.
See Sydney Smith, page 461. [back]
Note 2.
This speech is reported in Hansard’s Parliamentary Debates, Third Series, vol. cxxxviii. p. 2077. [back]