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

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William Butler Yeats. (1865–1939) (continued)
    I would mould a world of fire and dew 1 
With no one bitter, grave, or over wise,
And nothing marred or old to do you wrong.
          Land of Heart’s Desire.
          Land of Heart’s Desire,
Where beauty has no ebb, decay no flood,
But joy is wisdom, Time an endless song.
          Land of Heart’s Desire.
Alfred Cochrane. (1865– ?)
    Her reasoning is full of tricks
  And butterfly suggestions,
I know no point to which she sticks;
  She begs the simplest questions,
And, when her premises are strong
She always draws her inference wrong.
          Upon Lebia Arguing.
    I once admitted—to my shame—
That football was a brutal game.
Because She hates it.
          To Anthea.
Madison Julius Cawein. (1865– ?)
    At daybreak Morn shall come to me
In raiment of the white winds spun.
    Some shall reap that never sow
And some shall toil and not attain.
    A moonlight traveler in Fancy’s land.
Note 1.
See FitzGerald: Omar Khayyám. Rubaiyat, lxxiii.
Ah Love! could Thou and I with Fate conspire
To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire,
  Would we not shatter it to bits—and then
Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire! [back]