#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
As the ambitious sculptor, tireles… Chisel and hammer to the block at… Before my half-formed character I… And ply the shining tools of menta… I’ll cut away a huge, unsightly si…
Oh! that is a beautiful land, I w… The land of the Gone-away Souls. Yes, a lovelier region by far than… (Though this is a world most fair)… The goodliest goal of all good goa…
One time in Arcadie’s fair bowers There met a bright immortal band, To choose their emblems from the f… That made an Eden of that land. Sweet Constancy, with eyes of hop…
I’m sick of 'musn’ts,' said Dorot… Sick of musn’ts, as I can be. From early dawn till the close of… I hear a musn’t, and never a may. It’s 'you musn’t lie there like a…
At morn the wise man walked abroad… Proud with the learning of great f… He laughed and said, “There is no… ’Tis force creates, ’tis reason ru… Meek with the wisdom of great fait…
When first I looked upon the face… I shrank repelled, as one shrinks… Who stands with dagger poised, as… I was in search of Pleasure and o… I turned aside to let him pass: in…
High in the heavens I saw the moo… Albeit the sun shone bright; Unto my soul it spoke, in voice of… ‘Remember Night! ’
You who are loudly crying out for… You who are wanting love to vanqui… How is it in the four walls of you… The while you wait? Do those who form your household w…
I leave with God to-morrow’s wher… And do concern myself but with the… That little word, though half the… Well used, holds twice its meaning… Like one blindfolded groping out h…
Show me the way that leads to the… I do not care what tempests may as… I shall be given courage for the s… I know my strength will not desert… I know that I shall conquer in th…
I saw a Christian, a temperance m… Casting his ballot one day at the… One who believes he does what he c… Toward the reclaiming and saving o… And may be he does-may be he does!
In the midst of sunny waters, lo!… Staggers, bruised and torn and wou… One that drifted from its moorings… On the deck our noble Pilot, in t… Lies in woe-impelling silence, dea…
They prize not most the opulence o… Who from the year’s beginning to i… Dwell, where unfading verdure tire… And where sweet summer’s harp is k… We must have listened to the winte…
The four winds of earth, the Nort… Shrieked and groaned, sobbed and w… I stood in the dusk of the twiligh… And heard them go by with a terrib… ‘What is it, O winds! that is gri…
You left me with the autumn time; When the winter stripped the fores… Then dressed it in his spotless ri… When frosts were lurking in the ai… You left me here and went away.