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42 quotations from The Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations (1896), with the subject each one is filed under.
Gazelle. The gazelles so gentle and clever Skip lightly in frolicsome mood.— filed under Animals-Dog
Like a wedding-song all-melting Sings the nightingale, the dear one.— filed under Birds-Nightingale
The nightingale appear'd the first, And as her melody she sang, The apple into blossom burst, To life the grass and violets sprang.— filed under Birds-Nightingale
And the nightingale's sweet music Fills the air and leafy bowers.— filed under Birds-Nightingale
Metamorphoses. Story of Coronis. The raven was screeching, the leaves fast fell, The sun gazed cheerlessly down on the sight.— filed under Birds-Raven
And over the pond are sailing Two swans all white as snow; Sweet voices mysteriously wailing Pierce through me as onward they go. They sail along, and a ringing Sweet melody rises on high; And when the swans begin singing, They presently must die.— filed under Birds-Swallow
The swan in the pool is singing, And up and down doth he steer, And, singing gently ever, Dips under the water clear.— filed under Birds-Swallow
The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood.— filed under Birds-Swallow
Love's torments made me seek the chase; Rifle in hand, I roam'd apace. Down from the tree, with hollow scoff, The raven cried: 'Head-off! head-off!'— filed under Chastity
Kein Talent, doch ein Charakter. No talent, but yet a character.— filed under Childhood
Dresden. At Dresden on the Elbe, that handsome city, Where straw hats, verses, and cigars are made, They've built (it well may make us feel afraid,) A music club and music warehouse pretty.— filed under Cities-Dresden
The cloudlets are lazily sailing O'er the blue Atlantic sea.— filed under Clouds
And the dancing has begun now, And the dancers whirl round gaily In the waltz's giddy mazes, And the ground beneath them trembles.— filed under Dancing
Twelve dancers are dancing, and taking no rest, And closely their hands together are press'd; And soon as a dance has come to a close, Another begins, and each merrily goes.— filed under Dancing
I call'd the devil, and he came, And with wonder his form did I closely scan; He is not ugly, and is not lame, But really a handsome and charming man. A man in the prime of life is the devil, Obliging, a man of the world, and civil; A diplomatist too, well skill'd in debate, He talks quite glibly of church and state.— filed under Devil, The
In blissful dream, in silent night, There came to me, with magic might, With magic might, my own sweet love, Into my little room above.— filed under Dreams
Sonnet. I everywhere am thinking Of thy blue eyes' sweet smile; A sea of blue thoughts is spreading Over my heart the while.— filed under Eyes
Die blauen Veilchen der Aeugelein. Those blue violets, her eyes.— filed under Fate
Wenn ich in deine Augen seh' So schwindet all' mein Leid und Weh. Whene'er into thine eyes I see, All pain and sorrow fly from me.— filed under Fate
S. Bk. IX. L. 540 Lotus. Nymphæa Lotus. The lotus flower is troubled At the sun's resplendent light; With sunken head and sadly She dreamily waits for the night.— filed under Flowers-Lotus
The eyes of spring, so azure, Are peeping from the ground; They are the darling violets, That I in nosegays bound.— filed under Flowers-Violet
New Spring. No. 13. St. 1. The violets prattle and titter, And gaze on the stars high above.— filed under Flowers-Violet
The slender water-lily Peeps dreamingly out of the lake; The moon, oppress'd with love's sorrow, Looks tenderly down for her sake.— filed under Flowers-Violet
Graves they say are warm'd by glory; Foolish words and empty story.— filed under Gratitude
And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair.— filed under Hair
Butterfly, Born in a Bower. With the rose the butterfly's deep in love, A thousand times hovering round; But round himself, all tender like gold, The sun's sweet ray is hovering found.— filed under Insects-Flea
Dragonfly. The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair.— filed under Insects-Flea
Oh! that the memories which survive us here Were half so lovely as these wings of thine! Pure relics of a blameless life, that shine Now thou art gone. CHARLES (TENNYSON) TURNER-On Finding a Small Fly Crushed in a Book. Glow-worm. Glow-worms on the ground are moving, As if in the torch-dance circling.— filed under Insects-Flea
Tell me who first did kisses suggest? It was a mouth all glowing and blest; It kissed and it thought of nothing beside. The fair month of May was then in its pride, The flowers were all from the earth fast springing, The sun was laughing, the birds were singing.— filed under Kisses
Commandments. Loving Allegiance. And once again we plighted our troth, And titter'd, caress'd, kiss'd so dearly.— filed under Love
Es ist eine alte Geschichte, Doch bleibt sie immer neu. It is an ancient story Yet is it ever new.— filed under Love
Sweet May hath come to love us, Flowers, trees, their blossoms don; And through the blue heavens above us The very clouds move on.— filed under Months-May
As the moon's fair image quaketh In the raging waves of ocean, Whilst she, in the vault of heaven, Moves with silent peaceful motion.— filed under Monuments
Thy letter sent to prove me, Inflicts no sense of wrong; No longer wilt thou love me, - Thy letter, though, is long.— filed under Occupations-Painting
the Sand. The sea appears all golden Beneath the sun-lit sky.— filed under Ocean
St. 55. The air grows cool and darkles, The Rhine flows calmly on; The mountain summit sparkles In the light of the setting sun.— filed under Rivers-Rhine
Sunday after Trinity. The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing.— filed under Sculpture
The spring's already at the gate With looks my care beguiling; The country round appeareth straight A flower-garden smiling.— filed under Sculpture
Old Manse. The Old Manse. The blossoms and leaves in plenty From the apple tree fall each day; The merry breezes approach them, And with them merrily play.— filed under Trees And Plants-Acacia
Fir. Abies. A lonely fir-tree is standing On a northern barren height; It sleeps, and the ice and snow-drift Cast round it a garment of white.— filed under Trees And Plants-Chestnut
If thou lookest on the lime-leaf, Thou a heart's form will discover; Therefore are the lindens ever Chosen seats of each fond lover.— filed under Trees And Plants-Linden
The oaks with solemnity shook their heads; The twigs of the birch-trees, in token Of warning, nodded, and I exclaim'd: "Dear Monarch, forgive what I've spoken!"— filed under Trees And Plants-Oak