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

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William Allen Butler. (1825–1902)
    No record of her high descent
  There needs, nor memory of her name;
Enough that Raphael’s colors blent
  To give her features deathless fame.
          Incognita of Raphael.
    Really and truly—I’ve nothing to wear.
          Nothing to Wear.
Richard Henry Stoddard. (1825–1903)
    We have two lives about us,
  Two worlds in which we dwell,
Within us and without us,
  Alternate Heaven and Hell:—
Without, the somber Real,
Within, our hearts of hearts, the beautiful Ideal.
          The Castle in the Air.
    Silence is the speech of love,
The music of the spheres above.
          Speech of Love.
    Pale in her fading bowers the Summer stands,
Like a new Niobe with claspèd hands,
Silent above the flowers, her children lost,
Slain by the arrows of the early Frost.
    There are gains for all our losses,
  There are balms for all our pain.
          The Flight of Youth.
    Joy may be a miser,
  But Sorrow’s purse is free.
          Persian Song.
    Not what we would, but what we must
  Makes up the sum of living;
Heaven is both more and less than just
  In taking and in giving.
          The Country Life.