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The ladies of St. James’s!
They’re painted to the eyes;
Their white it stays forever
Their red it never dies:
But Phillida, my Phillida!
Her colour comes and goes;
It trembles to a lily,—
It wavers to a rose.

— Henry Austin Dobson At the Sign of the Lyre (1885)

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Fame is a food that dead men eat,—
I have no stomach for such meat.

Fame Is a Food That Dead Men Eat (1906)

Love comes unseen,—we only see it go.

Vignettes in Rhyme and Vers de Societé (1873)

Time goes, you say? Ah, no!
Alas, Time stays, we go.

Old-World Idylls and Other Verses (1883)

Carry his body hence,—
Kings must have slaves;
Kings climb to eminence
Over men's graves:
So this man's eye is dim;—
Throw the earth over him.

Vignettes in Rhyme and Vers de Societé (1873)

In merest prudence men should teach […]
That science ranks as monstrous things
Two pairs of upper limbs; so wings—
E'en angels' wings!—are fictions.

At the Sign of the Lyre (1885)

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