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

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Thomas Bailey Aldrich. (1836–1907) (continued)
    Here is woe, a self and not the mask of woe.
    That was indeed to live—
  At one bold swoop to wrest
  From darkling death the best
That Death to Life can give!
          Shaw. Memorial Ode.
      What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and blue-birds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruit-trees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round.
          Miss Mehitabel’s Son.
Joseph Chamberlain. (1836–1914)
      London is the clearing-house of the world.
          Speech. Guildhall, London, Jan. 19, 1904.
      The day of small nations has passed away; the day of Empires has come.
          Speech. Birmingham, May 13, 1904.
Sir William Schwenck Gilbert. (1836–1911)
    You have a daughter, Captain Reese,
Ten female cousins and a niece,
A ma, if what I’m told is true,
Six sisters and an aunt or two.

Now, somehow, Sir, it seems to me,
More friendly-like we all should be
If you united of them to
Unmarried members of the crew.
          Captain Reese.