An ideal's love-fraught, imperious call That bides the spheres become articulate.
An ideal's love-fraught, imperious call That bides the spheres become articulate. - Josephine Preston Peabody
- Josephine Preston Peabody
The little Road says, Go; The little House says, Stay; And oh, it's bonny here at home, But I must go away. - Josephine Preston Peabody
The little Road says, Go; The little House says, Stay; And oh, it's bonny here at home, But I must go away.
One never learns by success. Success is the plateau that one rests upon to take breath and look down from upon the straight and difficult path, but o… - Josephine Preston Peabody
One never learns by success. Success is the plateau that one rests upon to take breath and look down from upon the straight and difficult path, but o…
This is a marvel of the universe: To fling a thought across a stretch of sky-- Some weighty message, or a yearning cry, It matters not; the elements … - Josephine Preston Peabody
This is a marvel of the universe: To fling a thought across a stretch of sky-- Some weighty message, or a yearning cry, It matters not; the elements …
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