#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
I said this morning, as I leaned… My shutters open to the Spring’s… ‘Tell me, O Earth, how is it that… Year after year the same fresh fee… How do you keep your young exultan…
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…
I left the farm when mother died a… To daughter Susie’s stylish house… And there was them before I came… How I would find the town folks’… They said I’d have no comfort in…
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…
One ship drives east and another d… With the selfsame winds that blow. Tis the set of the sails And not the gales Which tells us the way to go.
One moment alone in the garden, Under the August skies; The moon had gone but the stars sh… Shone like your beautiful eyes. Away from the glitter and gaslight…
Give us that grand word woman once… And let’s have done with lady: one… Full of fine force, strong, beauti… Fit for the noblest use of tongue… And one’s a word for lackeys. One…
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…
I told you the winter would go, lo… I told you the winter would go, That he’d flee in shame when the s… And you smiled when I told you so… You said the blustering fellow
Here now, for evermore, our lives… My path leads there, and yours ano… What shall we do with this fond lo… It grows a heavier burden day by d… Hide it? In all earth’s caverns,…
In the journey of life, as we trav… To the mystical goal that is hidde… You may stumble at times into Roa… Not seeing the sign-board that poi… Through caverns of sorrow your fee…
I’d rather have my verses win A place in common people’s hearts, Who, toiling through the strife an… Of life’s great thoroughfares, and… May read some line my hand has pen…
Where are the temperance people? Well, scattered here and there: Some gathering in their produce To show at the autumn fair; Some threshing wheat for market,
Sing to me! Something of sunlight… I am so compassed with sorrow and… I am so sick with the world’s nois… Sing of the beauty and brightness… Sing to me, sing to me!
Love thyself last. Look near, be… To those who walk beside thee down… Make glad their days by little act… And help them bear the burden of e… Love thyself last. Look far and…