#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Sir Knight of the world’s oldest… Sir Knight of the Army of God, You have crossed the strange mysti… The ground floor of truth you have… You have entered the sanctum sanct…
Two dead men boarded a spectral sh… In the astral Port of Space; On that ghost-filled barque, they… And halted, face to face. ‘Now whither away’– called one of…
Here, in the heart of the world, Here, in the noise and the din, Here, where our spirits were hurle… To battle with sorrow and sin, This is the place and the spot
Three Souls there were that reach… And gained permission of the Guar… Barred from the bliss of Paradise… They did not ask or hope to enter… ‘We loved one woman (thus their st…
Do you know where the summer bloom… Where there never is rain on a pic… Where the thornless rose in its be… And little boys never are called f… Then, oh! hey! it is far away–
How can I wait until you come to… The once fleet mornings linger by… Their sunny smiles touched with ma… At my unrest, they seem to pause,… Like truant children, while I sig…
Oh hush, little baby, thy papa’s a… The big billows rock him as mamma… He hastes to his dear ones o’er bi… Then sleep, little darling, till p… Sleep, little baby; hush, little b…
Whenever I am prone to doubt or w… I check myself, and say, “That mi… Who made the solar system cannot b… And for the best all things are be… Who set the stars on their eternal…
She rose up in the early dawn, And white and silently she moved About the house. Four men had gon… To battle for the land they loved, And she, the mother and the wife,
When from dawn till noon seems one… And from noon till night another, Oh, then should a little boy come… And creep into the arms of his mot… Snugly creep and fall asleep,
One bitter time of mourning, I re… When day, and night, my sad heart… My life, I said, was one cold, bl… And all its pleasures, were but wh… Nothing could rouse me from my sul…
Sometimes I wish the railroads al… The ships all sunk among the coral… I am so very weary, yea, so worn o… With tales of those who visit fore… When asked to dine, to meet these…
Let no man pray that he know not s… Let no soul ask to be free from pa… For the gall of to-day is the swee… And the moment’s loss is the lifet… Through want of a thing does its w…
In the midnight of darkness and te… When I would grope nearer to God, With my back to a record of error And the highway of sin I have tro… There comes to me shapes I would…
The passion you forbade my lips to… Will not be silenced. You must he… The sullen thunders when they roll… And when the tempest nears, with w… I know your calm forgetfulness is…
