A babe in a house is a well-spring of pleasure. . Of Education. God, from a beautiful necessity, is Love. Of Immortality. EDGAR A. POE. 1811-1849. Perched upon a bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door, Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster. The Raven. Ibid. Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door! Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Ibid. And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on PHILLIPS. - KEMBLE. — DOWLING. 641 WENDELL PHILLIPS. 1811-1884. Revolutions are not made; they come. Speech, Jan. 28, 1852. What the Puritans gave the world was not thought, FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE. 1811- A sacred burden is this life ye bear: Lines addressed to the Young Gentlemen leaving the Lenox Better trust all, and be deceived, And weep that trust and that deceiving, Than doubt one heart, that if believed Had blessed one's life with true believing. Faith BARTHOLOMEW DOWLING. Ho! stand to your glasses steady! Hurrah for the next that dies! 1 Revelry in India. "The poem," 1 This quatrain appears with variations in several stanzas. says Mr. Rossiter Johnson in "Famous Single and Fugitive Poems," "is persistently attributed to Alfred Domett; but in a letter to me, Feb. 6, 1879, he says: 'I did not write that poem, and was never in India in my life. I am as ignorant of the authorship as you can be.'" It was the calm and silent night! Seven hundred years and fifty-three And now was queen of land and sea. Held undisturbed their ancient reign Christmas Hymn JULIA A. FLETCHER (NOW MRS. CARNEY). Little drops of water, little grains of sand, Little Things, 1845. Little deeds of kindness, little words of love, Ibid. I have always believed that success would be the inev itable result if the two services, the army and the navy, had fair play, and if we sent the right man to fill the right place.1 Speech in Parliament, Jan. 15, 1855.a 1 See Sydney Smith, page 461. 2 This speech is reported in Hansard's Parliamentary Debates, Third Series, vol. cxxxviii. p. 2077. ING. ROBERT BROWNING. 1812-1890. Any nose May ravage with impunity a rose. Sordello. Book vi. That we devote ourselves to God, is seen Paracelsus. Part i. Be sure that God Ne'er dooms to waste the strength he deigns impart. I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive,—what time, what circuit first, Are there not, dear Michal, Two points in the adventure of the diver, - God is the perfect poet, Who in his person acts his own creations. Ibid Ibid. Ibra. Part ii. The sad rhyme of the men who proudly clung To their first fault, and withered in their pride. The law of life: man is not Man as yet. Say not 66 a small event!" Why "small"? Ibid A "great event" should come to pass -- All service ranks the same with God, I trust in Nature for the stable laws Part iii Part in I trust in God, — the right shall be the right Ever judge of men by their professions. For though the bright moment of promising is but a moment, and cannot be prolonged, yet if sincere in its moment's extravagant goodness, why, trust it, and know the man by it, I say, not by his performance; which is half the world's work, interfere as the world needs must with its accidents and circumstances: the profession was purely the man's own. I judge people by what they might be,— not are, nor will be. Ibid. Act i There's a woman like a dewdrop, she's so purer than the purest. A Blot in the 'Scutcheon. Act i. Sc. iii |