John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
James Thomas Fields 1817-1881 John Bartlett
| 1 |
| Just then, with a wink and a sly normal lurch, The owl very gravely got down from his perch, Walked round, and regarded his fault-finding critic (Who thought he was stuffed) with a glance analytic. |
| The Owl-Critic. |
| 2 |
| “I’m an owl; you’re another. Sir Critic, good day.” And the barber kept on shaving. |
| The Owl-Critic. |
| 3 |
| Oh, to be home again, home again, home again! Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill! |
| In a strange Land. |
| 4 |
| The skipper stormed and tore his hair, Hauled on his boots and roared at Marden— “Nantucket ’s sunk and here we are Right over old Marm Hackett’s garden!” |
| The Nantucket Skipper. |
| 5 |
| Is n’t God upon the ocean Just the same as on the land? |
| The Tempest. |