John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
(Thomas) Gerald Massey 1828-1907 John Bartlett
| 1 |
| In this dim world of clouding cares, We rarely know, till wildered eyes See white wings lessening up the skies, The angels with us unawares. |
| Babe Cristabel. |
| 2 |
| There’s no dearth of kindness In this world of ours; Only in our blindness We gather thorns for flowers. |
| There’s no Dearth of Kindness. |
| 3 |
| The kingliest kings are crowned with thorn. |
| The kingliest Kings. |
| 4 |
| The time shall come When man to man shall be a friend and brother. |
| Hope on, hope ever. |
| 5 |
| One sharp stern struggle and the slaves of centuries are free. |
| The Patriot. |