Occupation: Poet Birth: August 12, 1806 Death: November 16, 1893
Tis rushing now adown the spout, And gushing out below, Half frantic in its joyousness, And wild in eager flow. The earth is dried and parched wi….
The tender violet bent in smiles To elves that sported nigh, Tossing the drops of fragrant dew To scent the evening sky..
Spain- a great whale stranded on the shores of Europe..
Faith is the subtle chain Which binds us to the infinite..
White wing'd angels meet the child On the vestibule of life..
Faith is the subtle chain which binds us to the infinite; the voice of a deep life within, that will remain until we crowd it thence..
Yes, this is life; and everywhere we meet, Not victor crowns, but wailings of defeat..
We're disappointed because you think the neighborhood is safe, it's very quiet here..
The measure of capacity is the measure of sphere to either man or woman..
How beautiful the water is! To me 'tis wondrous fair-- No spot can ever lonely be If water sparkle there; It hath a thousand tongues of mirth, Of gra….
My friends, do we realize for what purpose we are convened? Do we fully understand that we aim at nothing less than an entire subversion of the prese….
T is the summer prime, when the noiseless air in perfumed chalice lies..
How few women have any history after the age of thirty!.