I staggered on through darkness, There was a hazy sky, a few stars Which I followed as best I could. It was nine o’clock, I was trying… But somehow I was lost,

Why are you running so fast hither… Chasing midges or butterflies? Some of you are standing solemnly… Some of you are waiting for corn t… This is life, is it?

Nothing in life is alien to you: I was a penniless girl from Summu… Who stepped from the morning train… All the houses stood before me wit… And drawn shades—I was barred out…

I would have been as great as Geo… But for an untoward fate. For look at the photograph of me m… Chin resting on hand, and deep-set… Gray, too, and far-searching.

My valiant fight! For I call it v… With my father’s beliefs from old… Hating slavery, but no less war. I, full of spirit, audacity, coura… Thrown into life here in Spoon Ri…

There at Geneva where Mt. Blanc… The wine-hued lake like a cloud, w… Out of an empty sky of blue, and t… Hurried under the bridge through c… And the music along the cafés was…

I have known the silence of the st… And the silence of the city when i… And the silence of a man and a mai… And the silence of the sick When their eyes roam about the roo…

Out of the lights and roar of citi… Drifting down like a spark in Spo… Burnt out with the fire of drink,… The paramour of a woman I took in… But to hide a wounded pride as wel…

Samuel is forever talking of his e… But I did not need to die to lear… I, who dug all the ditches about… Look at my elm! Sprung from as good a seed as his,

Why was I not devoured by self-co… And rotted down by indifference And impotent revolt like Indignat… Why, with all of my errant steps Did I miss the fate of Willard F…

Rhodes’ slave! Selling shoes and… Flour and bacon, overalls, clothin… For fourteen hours a day for three… For more than twenty years. Saying “Yes’m” and “Yes, sir”, an…

Mr Kessler, you know, was in the… And he drew six dollars a month as… And stood on the corner talking po… Or sat at home reading Grant’s Me… And I supported the family by was…

I preached four thousand sermons, I conducted forty revivals, And baptized many converts. Yet no deed of mine Shines brighter in the memory of t…

I have studied many times The marble which was chiseled for… A boat with a furled sail at rest… In truth it pictures not my destin… But my life.