Familiar Quotations / A Collection of Passages, Phrases, and Proverbs Traced to / Their Sources in Ancient and Modern Literature

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The bell strikes one. We take no note of time

But from its loss.

Night thoughts. Night i. Line 55.

Poor pensioner on the bounties of an hour.

Night thoughts. Night i. Line 67.

To waft a feather or to drown a fly.

Night thoughts. Night i. Line 154.

Insatiate archer! could not one suffice?

Thy shaft flew thrice, and thrice my peace was slain;

And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had filled her horn.