John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
Thomas Holley Chivers 1807-1858 John Bartlett
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| Many mellow Cydonian suckets Sweet apples, anthosmial, divine, From the ruby-rimmed beryline buckets Star-gemmed, lily-shaped, hyaline; Like the sweet golden goblet found growing On the wild emerald cucumber-tree, Rich, brilliant, like chrysophrase glowing Was my beautiful Rosalie Lee. |
| Rosalie Lee. |
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| In the music of the morns Blown through the Conchimarian horns, Down the dark vistas of the reboantic Norns, To the Genius of Eternity Crying, “Come to me! Come to me!” |
| The Poet’s Vacation. |
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| On the beryl-rimmed rebecs of Ruby Brought fresh from the hyaline streams, She played on the banks of the Yuba Such songs as she heard in her dreams. |
| Lily Adair. |
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| As an egg, when broken, never Can be mended, but must ever Be the same crushed egg for ever— So shall this dark heart of mine! |
| To Allegra Florence in Heaven. |
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| As the diamond is the crystalline Revelator of the achromatic white light of Heaven, so is a perfect poem the crystalline revelation of the Divine Idea. |
| Preface to Eonchs of Ruby. |