#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Falling upon the frozen world last… I heard the slow beat of the Wint… Poor foolish drops, down-dripping… The ice-bound Earth but mocked th… Far better had the fixedness of wh…
Though you see no banded army, Though you hear no cannons rattle, We are in a mighty contest, We are fighting a great battle. We are few, but we are right:
Three million women without mates In lonely homes on earth! And Cupid sighs at heaven’s gates… Where many a spirit ego waits Its call again to birth.
Sometimes she seems so helpless an… So full of sweet unreason and so w… So prone to some capricious whim o… Now gay, now tearful, and now ange… By her strange moods of waywardnes…
In England, there are wrongs no d… Which should be righted; so men sa… Who seek to weed earth’s garden ou… And give the roses right of way; Yes, right of way, to fruit and ro…
Never since the race was started, Had a boy in any clime, Cause to be so thankful-hearted, As the boys of present time. Not a girl in old times living–
In the long run fame finds the des… The lucky wight may prosper for a… But in good time true merit leads… And vain pretense, unnoticed, goes… There is no Chance, no Destiny, n…
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…
Not Atlas, with his shoulders ben… Bore such a burden as this man, on… The evils of old festering lands-y… And left him standing all alone, t… It is the way the Fates have done…
The Queen is taking a drive to-da… They have hung with purple the car… They have dressed with purple the… Where the Queen goes forth and ne… Let no man labour as she goes by
There was a time when I was confi… That God’s stupendous mystery of… Was mine to know. The wonder of i… New ecstasy and glory to the earth… I heard no voice that uttered it a…
Our lives are songs. God writes t… And we set them to music at pleasu… And the song grows glad, or sweet,… As we choose to fashion the measur… We must write the music, whatever…
The Day has never understood the… Though sired by one Creative Powe… The White Man ever fails to read… Though from the self-same Source… So deep and wide, the Great Divid…
Death! I know not what room you… But I will go my way, Rejoicing day by day, Nor will I flee or stay For fear I tread the path you may…
We will be what we could be. Do n… “It might have been, had not this,… No fate can keep us from the chose… He only might who is. We will do what we could do. Do n…
