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The air is full of farewells to the dying,
And mournings for the dead.
The Golden Legend.
Time has laid his hand
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES.
A Metrical Essay.
Ay, tear her tattered ensign down!
Long has it waved on high,
That banner in the sky.
Nail to the mast her holy flag,
Set every threadbare sail,
The lightning and the gale.
Urania. Yes, child of suffering, thou mayst well be sure, He who ordained the Sabbath loves the poor !
stick on conversation's burrs, Don't strew your pathway with those dreadful urs.
From some infernal clime,
And dock the tail of Rhyme,
And break the legs of Time.
JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL.
The Vision of Sir Launfal.
Then, if ever, come perfect days;
And over it softly her warm ear lays.
I cannot sing it to rest,
And bless it upon my breast;
And sits in my little one's chair,
Transfigures its golden hair.
F. S. KEY.
The Star-spangled Banner. The star-spangled banner, O long may it wave ('er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
ALBERT G. GREENE.
We ne'er shall see him more:
All buttoned down before.
JOHN LOUIS UHLAND.
Take, O boatman, thrice thy fee;
CHRISTOPHER P. CRANCH.
Feeling deeper than all thought;
What unto themselves was taught.
EATON STANNARD BARRETT.
MISS FANNY STEERS.
That bound me to thee,
Have rendered me free.
1676-1708. Splendid Shilling. Line 121. My galligaskins, that have long withstood The winter's fury and encroaching frosts, By time subdued, (what will not time subdue !) A horrid chasm disclosed.
THOMAS A KEMPIS.
Imitation of Christ. Book i. Chapter 19.
Book i. Chapter 23. And when he is out of sight, quickly also is he out of mind.
Book iii. Chapter 12.
Translated by Urquhart and Motteux.
Book i. Chapter 1. Note 2.
Book i. Chapter 5.
Appetite comes with eating, says Angeston.
* This expression is of much greater antiquity; it appears in the Chronicle of Battel Abbey, from 1066 to 1176, page 27, Lower's Translation, and also in Piers' Ploughman's Vision,