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

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Henry Howarth Bashford. (1880– ?)
    As I came down the Highgate Hill,
  The Highgate Hill, the Highgate Hill,
As I came down the Highgate Hill 1 
  I met the sun’s bravado,
And saw below me, fold on fold,
Grey to pearl and pearl to gold,
This London like a land of old,
The land of Eldorado.
George William (“A. E.”) Russell. (1867–1935)
    Our hearts were drunk with a beauty
    Our eyes could never see.
          The unknown God.
    Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies
Between the pain of hell and paradise!
    Oh, I am so old, meseems
  I am next of kin to Time.
          The Grey Eros.
    She sat with hands as if to bless,
  And looked with grave ethereal eyes;
Ensouled by ancient Quietness,
  A gentle priestess of the Wise.
    Twilight, a timid fawn, went glimmering by,
And Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast.
    We are in the calm and proud possession of eternal things.
Note 1.
Alfred Noyes: Go down to Kew in Lilac-time. [back]