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12 Quotes for 'Jean Ingelow' in the Database.
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Jean Ingelow Quotes
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The old mayor climbed the belfry tower,
The ringers ran by two, by three;
"Pull, if ye never pulled before;
Good ringers, pull your best," quoth he.
"Play uppe, play uppe, O Boston bells!
Ply all your changes, all your swells,
Play uppe The Brides of Enderby."
Topic: Bells
Source: High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire
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And O the buttercups! that field
O' the cloth of gold, when pennons swam--
Where France set up his lilied shield,
His oriflamb,
And Henry's lion-standard rolled:
What was it to their matchless sheen,
Their million million drops of gold
Among the green!
Topic: Buttercups
Source: The Letter L Present (st. 3)
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Against her ankles as she trod
The lucky buttercups did nod.
Topic: Buttercups
Source: Reflections
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"O fateful flower beside the rill--
The Daffodil, the daffodil!"
Topic: Daffodils
Source: Persephone (st. 16)
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And bitter waxed the fray;
Brother with brother spake no word
When they met in the way.
Topic: Dissension
Source: Poems--Strife and Peace
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And old affront will stir the heart
Through years of rankling pain.
Topic: Dissension
Source: Poems--Strife and Peace
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How gently rock yon poplars high
Against the reach of primrose sky
With heaven's pale candles stored.
Topic: Evening
Source: Supper at the Mill, a song
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Her face betokened all things dear and good,
The light of somewhat yet to come was there
Asleep, and waiting for the opening day,
When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.
Topic: Faces
Source: Margaret in the Xebec (st. 57)
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Man is the miracle in nature. God
Is the One Miracle to man. Behold,
"There is a God," thou sayest. Thou sayest well:
In that thou sayest all. To Be is more
Of wonderful, than being, to have wrought,
Or reigned, or rested.
Topic: Miracles
Source: Story of Doom (bk. VII, l. 271)
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Such a slender moon, going up and up,
Waxing so fast from night to night,
And swelling like an orange flower-bud, bright,
Fated, methought, to round as to a golden cup,
And hold to my two lips life's best of wine.
Topic: Moon
Source: Songs of the Night Watches--The First Watch (pt. II)
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The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but
one moon.
Topic: Moon
Source: Songs of the Night Watches--The First Watch (pt. II)
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When sparrows build and the leaves break forth
My old sorrow wakes and cries.
Topic: Sorrow
Source: Song of Old Love
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