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

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Miscellaneous. (continued)
    I envy them, those monks of old;
Their books they read, and their beads they told.
          G. P. R. James (1801–1860): The Monks of Old.
    A place in thy memory, dearest,
  Is all that I claim;
To pause and look back when thou hearest
  The sound of my name.
          Gerald Griffin (1803–1840): A Place in thy Memory.
    Sparkling and bright in liquid light
  Does the wine our goblets gleam in;
With hue as red as the rosy bed
  Which a bee would choose to dream in.
          Charles Fenno Hoffman (1806–1884): Sparkling and Bright.
    The very mudsills of society…. We call them slaves…. But I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere; it is eternal.
          James H. Hammond (1807–1864): Speech in the U. S. Senate, March, 1858.
    It would be superfluous in me to point out to your Lordship that this is war.
          Charles Francis Adams (1807–1886): Despatch to Earl Russell, Sept. 5, 1863.
    We are swinging round the circle.
          Andrew Johnson (1808–1875): On the Presidential Reconstruction Tour, August, 1866.
    We have been friends together
  In sunshine and in shade.
          Caroline E. S. Norton (1808–1877): We have been Friends.
    All we ask is to be let alone.
          Jefferson Davis (1808–1889): First Message to the Confederate Congress, March, 1861.
    ’T is said that absence conquers love;
  But oh believe it not!
I ’ve tried, alas! its power to prove,
  But thou art not forgot.
          Frederick W. Thomas (1808– ——): Absence conquers Love.
    Oh would I were a boy again,
  When life seemed formed of sunny years,
And all the heart then knew of pain
  Was wept away in transient tears!
          Mark Lemon (1809–1870): Oh would I were a Boy again.
    Wee Willie Winkie rins through the toun,
Upstairs and dounstairs, in his nicht-goun,
Tirlin’ at the window, cryin’ at the lock,
“Are the weans in their bed? for it ’s nou ten o’clock.”
          William Miller (1810–1872): Willie Winkie.
    We are Republicans, and don’t propose to leave our party and identify ourselves with the party whose antecedents have been Rum, Romanism, and Rebellion.
          Samuel D. Burchard (1812– ——),—one of the deputation visiting Mr. Blaine, Oct. 29, 1884.
    A life on the ocean wave!
  A home on the rolling deep,
Where the scattered waters rave,
  And the winds their revels keep!
          Epes Sargent (1813–1881): Life on the Ocean Wave.
    What are the wild waves saying,
  Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
  I hear but their low, lone song?
          Joseph E. Carpenter (1813– ——): What are the wild Waves saying?
    Well, General, we have not had many dead cavalrymen lying about lately.
          Joseph Hooker (1813–1879): A remark to General Averill, November, 1862.
    Come in the evening, or come in the morning;
Come when you ’re looked for, or come without warning.
          Thomas O. Davis (1814–1845): The Welcome.
    But whether on the scaffold high
  Or in the battle’s van,
The fittest place where man can die
  Is where he dies for man!
          Michael J. Barry (Circa 1815): The Dublin Nation, Sept. 28, 1844, Vol. ii. p. 809.