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

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Ethel Lynn Beers. (1827–1879)
    All quiet along the Potomac to-night,
  No sound save the rush of the river,
While soft falls the dew on the face of the dead—
  The picket ’s off duty forever.
          All quiet along the Potomac.
Ellen Clementine Howarth. (1827–1899)
    ’T is but a little faded flower,
  But oh, how fondly dear!
’T will bring me back one golden hour,
  Through many a weary year.
          ’T is but a little, faded Flower.
Francis Miles Finch. (1827–1907)
    These in the robings of glory,
  Those in the gloom of defeat,
All with the battle-blood gory,
  In the dusk of eternity meet;—

Under the sod and the dew,
  Waiting the judgment-day;—
Under the laurel the Blue,
  Under the willow, the Gray.
          The Blue and the Gray.
John Townsend Trowbridge. (1827– ?)
    For me the diamond dawns are set
  In rings of beauty,
And all my ways are dewy wet
  With pleasant duty.