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Called me wessel, Sammy--a wessel of wrath.
Called me wessel, Sammy--a wessel of wrath.
I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"
For once it was a magic sound to me,
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I have a passion for the name of "Mary,"
For once it was a magic sound to me,
And still it half calls up the realms of fairy,
Where I beheld what never was to be.
"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
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"Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter
Among the immortals when that word was brought!
Then when his fiery spirit rose flaming after,
High toward the topmost heaven of heavens up-caught!
"All hail! our younger brother!" Shakespeare said,
And Dante nodded his imperial head.
Old age is . . . a lot of crossed off names in an address book.
Old age is . . . a lot of crossed off names in an address book.
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
The dodgerest of all the dodgers.
One forgets words as one forgets names. One's vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die
One forgets words as one forgets names. One's vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die
Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
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Ah! replied my gentle fair,
Beloved, what are names but air?
Choose thou, whatever suits the line:
Call me Sappho, call me Chloris,
Call me Lalage, or Doris,
Only, only, call me thine.
Oh! no! we never mention her,
Her name is never heard;
My lips are now forbid to read more
Oh! no! we never mention her,
Her name is never heard;
My lips are now forbid to speak
That once familiar word.
- Thomas Haynes Bayly,
