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{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Spake full well, in language quaint and olden, One who dwelleth by the castled Rhine, When he call'd the flowers, so blue and golden, Stars that on earth's firmament do shine. | author = Longfellow | work = Flowers. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Hood) Not worlds on worlds, in phalanx deep, Need we to prove a God is here; The daisy, fresh from nature's sleep, Tells of His hand in lines as clear. Dr. John Mason Good. Found in the Naturalist's Poetical Companion by Rev. Edward Wilson. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Daisy | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Stars are the daisies that begem The blue fields of the sky. D. M. Mom—Dublin University Magazine, Oct., 1852. ( | seealso = (See also {{sc|Hood) There is a flower, a little flower With silver crest and golden eye, That welcomes every changing hour, And weathers every sky. Montgomery—A Field Flower. The Rose has but a Summer reign, The daisy never dies. Montgomery—Thefiaisy. On Finding One in Bloom on Christmas Day. | author =  | work =  | place =  | note =  | topic = Daisy | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Bright flowers, whose home is everywhere Bold in maternal nature's care And all the long year through the heir Of joy and sorrow, Methinks that there abides in thee Some concord with humanity, Given to no other flower I see The forest through. Wordsworth—To the Daisy. u The poet's darling. Wordsworth—To the Daisy. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Daisy | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = We meet thee, like a pleasant thought, When such are wanted. Wordsworth—To the Daisy. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Daisy | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = Thou unassuming Commonplace Of Nature. Wordsworth—To the Same Flower. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Daisy | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt topic|Dancing}}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = This dance of death which sounds so musically Was sure intended for the corpse de ballet. Anon.—On the Danst Macabre of SaintrSaens. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Dancing | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = give me new figures! I can't go on dancing The same that were taught me ten seasons ago; The schoolmaster over the land is advancing, Then why is the master of dancing so slow? It is such a bore to be always caught tripping In dull uniformity year after year; Invent something new, and you'll set me a skipping: want a new figure to dance with my Dear! Thomas Haynes Bayly—Quadrille a la Mode. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Dancing | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = My dancing days are done. | author = Beaumont and Fletcher | work = Scornful Lady. Act V. Sc. 3. | seealso = (See also {{sc|Romeo and Jultet}}) | topic = Dancing | page = }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes look'd love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell. Byron—Childe Harold. Canto III. St. 21. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Dancing | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = On with the dance! let joy be unconfin'd; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet. | author = Byron | work = Childe Harold. Canto m. St. 22. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Dancing | page = 156 }}

{{Hoyt quote | num = | text = And then he danced;—all foreigners excel The serious Angles in the eloquence Of pantomime;—he danced, I say, right well, With emphasis, and also with good sense— A thing in footing indispensable: He danced without theatrical pretence, Not like a ballet-master in the van Of his drill'd nymphs, but like a gentleman. Byron—Don Juan. Canto XIV. St. 38. | author = | work = | place = | note = | topic = Dancing | page = 156 }}