#Americans #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
In the old wars of the world there… Women of ancient sins who gave the… Women of weak wills and strong des… And, like the poison ivy in the wo… That winds itself about tall viril…
Two sat down in the morning time, One to sing and one to spin. All men listened the song sublime— But no one listened the dull wheel… The singer sat in a pleasant nook,
The impulse of all love is to crea… God was so full of love, in his em… He clasped the empty nothingness o… And low! the solar system! High i… The mighty sun sat, so supreme and…
Not they who know the awful gibbet… Not they who, while sad years go b… The sunless cells of lonely prison… Do suffer fullest penalty for sin. ’Tis they who walk the highways un…
On the sea of life they floated, Brothers twain in manhood’s pride, And the good ship 'Temperance’ bo… Safely o’er the stormy tide. Not a thought of rock or breaker,
Wherever my feet may wander Wherever I chance to be, There comes, with the coming of ev… A vision sweet to me. I see my mother sitting
I know as my life grows older, And mine eyes have clearer sight, That under each rank of wrong, som… There lies the root of right; That each sorrow has its purpose,
However skilled and strong art tho… However fierce is thy relentless h… Though firm thy hand, and strong t… Thy poisoned arrow leaves the bend… To pierce the target of my heart,…
Only a simple rhyme of love and so… Where “blisses” rhymed with “kisse… Yet, reading it, new strength I s… To live on bravely and to do my pa… A little rhyme about a heart that’…
A humble wild-rose, pink and slend… Was plucked and placed in a bright… Beside a Jacqueminot’s royal sple… And both in my lady’s boudoir lay. Said the haughty bud, in a tone of…
Sitting alone by the window, Watching the moonlit street, Bending my head to listen To the well-known sound of your fe… I have been wondering, darling,
Said Willie to Tom ‘Let us hie a… To the wonderful Island of Endles… It lies off the border of ’No Sch… And abounds with pleasures, I und… There boys go swimming whenever th…
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 day is drawing near, my dear, When you and I must sever; Yet whether near or far we are, Our hearts will love forever, Our hearts will love forever.
Life has its shadows, as well as i… Its lights and its shades, all twi… I tried to single them out, one by… Single and count them, determining… There was less blue than there was…