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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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Old iron, old iron?<br />

‘Any Old Iron’ (1911 song, popularized by Harry Champion; the second line <strong>of</strong>ten sung ‘Any any any old<br />

iron?’)<br />

3.146 Churton Collins (John Churton Collins) 1848-1908<br />

To ask advice is in nine cases out <strong>of</strong> ten to tout for flattery.<br />

In L. C. Collins ‘Life <strong>of</strong> John Churton Collins’ (1912) p. 316<br />

3.147 Michael Collins 1890-1922<br />

Think—what I have got for Ireland? Something which she has wanted these past seven<br />

hundred years. Will anyone be satisfied at the bargain? Will anyone? I tell you this—early this<br />

morning I signed my death warrant. I thought at the time how odd, how ridiculous—a bullet may<br />

just as well have done the job five years ago.<br />

Letter, 6 December 1921, in T. R. Dwyer ‘Michael Collins and the Treaty’ (1981) ch. 4<br />

3.148 William Collins 1721-59<br />

To fair Fidele’s grassy tomb<br />

S<strong>of</strong>t maids and village hinds shall bring<br />

Each opening sweet <strong>of</strong> earliest bloom,<br />

And rifle all the breathing spring.<br />

‘Dirge’ (1744) from Shakespeare’s ‘Cymbeline’<br />

Now air is hushed, save where the weak-eyed bat,<br />

With short shrill shriek flits by on leathern wing,<br />

Or where the beetle winds<br />

His small but sullen horn,<br />

As <strong>of</strong>t he rises ’midst the twilight path,<br />

Against the pilgrim borne in heedless hum.<br />

‘Ode to Evening’ (1747)<br />

How sleep the brave, who sink to rest,<br />

By all their country’s wishes blest!<br />

‘Ode Written in the Year 1746’ (1748)<br />

By fairy hands their knell is rung,<br />

By forms unseen their dirge is sung.<br />

‘Ode Written in the Year 1746’ (1748)<br />

With eyes up-raised, as one inspired,<br />

Pale Melancholy sate retired,<br />

And from her wild sequestered seat,<br />

In notes by distance made more sweet,<br />

Poured thro’ the mellow horn her pensive soul.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Passions, an Ode for Music’ (1747).<br />

Love <strong>of</strong> peace, and lonely musing,

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