"Strew on her roses, roses, And never a spray of yew! In quiet she reposes; Ah, would that I did too!"

Requiescat.

"To hear the world applaud the hollow ghost Which blamed the living man."

Growing Old.

"Time may restore us in his course Goethe's sage mind and Byron's force; But where will Europe's latter hour Again find Wordsworth's healing power?"

Memorial Verses.

"Wandering between two worlds,--one dead, The other powerless to be born."

Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse.

"The kings of modern thought are dumb."

Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse.

"Philistine must have originally meant, in the mind of those who invented the nickname, a strong, dogged, unenlightened opponent of the children of the light."

Essays in Criticism. Heinrich Heine.

"There is no better motto which it [culture] can have than these words of Bishop Wilson, "To make reason and the will of God prevail.""

Culture and Anarchy. P. 8.

"He serves his party best who serves the country best."

Inaugural Address, March 5, 1877.

"On a lone barren isle, where the wild roaring billows Assail the stern rock, and the loud tempests rave, The hero lies still, while the dew-drooping willows, Like fond weeping mourners, lean over his grave. The lightnings may flash and the loud thunders rattle; He heeds not, he hears not, he 's free from all pain; He sleeps his last sleep, he has fought his last battle; No sound can awake him to glory again!"

The Grave of Bonaparte.

"Yet spirit immortal, the tomb cannot bind thee, But like thine own eagle that soars to the sun Thou springest from bondage and leavest behind thee A name which before thee no mortal hath won. Tho' nations may combat, and war's thunders rattle, No more on thy steed wilt thou sweep o'er the plain: Thou sleep'st thy last sleep, thou hast fought thy last battle, No sound can awake thee to glory again."

The Grave of Bonaparte.

"Till the sun grows cold, And the stars are old, And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold."

Bedouin Song.

"They sang of love, and not of fame; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recall'd a different name, But all sang Annie Lawrie."

The Song of the Camp.

"The bravest are the tenderest,-- The loving are the daring."

The Song of the Camp.

"Two hands upon the breast, And labour 's done; Two pale feet crossed in rest, The race is won."

Now and Afterwards.

"Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire."

A Life Drama. Sc. ii.

"In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines."

A Life Drama. Sc. ii.

"A poem round and perfect as a star."

A Life Drama. Sc. ii.

"A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long!"

The Brave Old Oak.

"Then here 's to the oak, the brave old oak, Who stands in his pride alone! And still flourish he a hale green tree When a hundred years are gone!"

The Brave Old Oak.

"Backward, turn backward, O Time, in your flight! Make me a child again, just for to-night!"

Rock me to sleep.

"Backward, flow backward, O tide of the years! I am so weary of toil and of tears,-- Toil without recompense, tears all in vain! Take them, and give me my childhood again!"

Rock me to sleep.

"We have exchanged the Washingtonian dignity for the Jeffersonian simplicity, which was in truth only another name for the Jacksonian vulgarity."

Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889.

"If there be no nobility of descent, all the more indispensable is it that there should be nobility of ascent,--a character in them that bear rule so fine and high and pure that as men come within the circle of its influence they involuntarily pay homage to that which is the one pre-eminent distinction, the royalty of virtue."

Address at the Washington Centennial Service in St. Paul's Chapel, New York, April 30, 1889.

"Under the sod and the dew, Waiting the judgment day; Love and tears for the Blue, Tears and love for the Gray."

The Blue and the Gray.

"After an existence of nearly twenty years of almost innocuous desuetude these laws are brought forth."

Message, March 1, 1886.

"It is a condition which confronts us--not a theory."

Annual Message, 1887.

"I have considered the pension list of the republic a roll of honor."

Veto of Dependent Pension Bill, July 5, 1888.

"Party honesty is party expediency."

Interview in New York Commercial Advertiser, Sept. 19, 1889.

"Which I wish to remark,-- And my language is plain,-- That for ways that are dark And for tricks that are vain, The heathen Chinee is peculiar."

Plain Language from Truthful James.

"Ah Sin was his name."

Plain Language from Truthful James.

"With the smile that was childlike and bland."

Plain Language from Truthful James.

"The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done."

Light.

"Needle in a bottle of hay."

A Woman's a Weathercock. (Reprint, 1612, p. 20.)

"He is a fool who thinks by force or skill To turn the current of a woman's will."

Adventures of Five Hours. Act v. Sc. 3.

"Diamond cut diamond."

The Lover's Melancholy. Act i. Sc. 1.

"A liberty to that only which is good, just, and honest."

Life and Letters. Vol. ii. p. 341.

"I preached as never sure to preach again, And as a dying man to dying men."

Love breathing Thanks and Praise.

"Though this may be play to you, 'T is death to us."

Fables from Several Authors. Fable 398.

"And there 's a lust in man no charm can tame Of loudly publishing our neighbour's shame; On eagles' wings immortal scandals fly, While virtuous actions are but born and die."

Juvenal, Satire ix.

"May I govern my passion with absolute sway, And grow wiser and better as my strength wears away."

The Old Man's Wish.

"When change itself can give no more, 'T is easy to be true."

Reasons for Constancy.

"The real Simon Pure."

A bold Stroke for a Wife.

"When all the blandishments of life are gone, The coward sneaks to death, the brave live on."

The Suicide.

"Studious of ease, and fond of humble things."

From Holland to a Friend in England.

"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."

The Splendid Shilling. Line 121.

"For twelve honest men have decided the cause, Who are judges alike of the facts and the laws."

The Honest Jury.

"Farewell to Lochaber, farewell to my Jean, Where heartsome wi' thee I hae mony days been; For Lochaber no more, Lochaber no more, We 'll maybe return to Lochaber no more."

Lochaber no More.

"Busy, curious, thirsty fly, Drink with me, and drink as I."

On a Fly drinking out of a Cup of Ale.

"Thus Raleigh, thus immortal Sidney shone (Illustrious names!) in great Eliza's days."

Canons of Criticism.

"One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you."

The Parting Kiss.