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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

James Thomas Fields 1817-1881 John Bartlett

    Just then, with a wink and a sly normal lurch,
The owl very gravely got down from his perch,
Walked round, and regarded his fault-finding critic
(Who thought he was stuffed) with a glance analytic.
          The Owl-Critic.
    “I’m an owl; you’re another. Sir Critic, good day.”
  And the barber kept on shaving.
          The Owl-Critic.
    Oh, to be home again, home again, home again!
  Under the apple-boughs, down by the mill!
          In a strange Land.
    The skipper stormed and tore his hair,
  Hauled on his boots and roared at Marden—
“Nantucket ’s sunk and here we are
  Right over old Marm Hackett’s garden!”
          The Nantucket Skipper.
    Is n’t God upon the ocean
  Just the same as on the land?
          The Tempest.