If a woman is not fit to manage the internal matters of a house, she is fit for nothing, and should never be put in a house or over a house, any way. Good housekeeping lies at he root of all the real ease and satisfaction in existence.
When we hold it (amber) in our hands, we hold also that furious epoch where rioted all monsters and poisons, where death fecundated and life destroye… - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
When we hold it (amber) in our hands, we hold also that furious epoch where rioted all monsters and poisons, where death fecundated and life destroye…
- Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
A gush of bird song, a patter of dew A cloud and a rainbow's warning; Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue An April day in the morning! - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
A gush of bird song, a patter of dew A cloud and a rainbow's warning; Suddenly sunshine and perfect blue An April day in the morning!
Since the foundation of the world man has had nearly all the forces on his side, working with him and for him; his intellect has been stimulated, whi… - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
Since the foundation of the world man has had nearly all the forces on his side, working with him and for him; his intellect has been stimulated, whi…
If a woman is not fit to manage the internal matters of a house, she is fit for nothing, and should never be put in a house or over a house, any way.… - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
If a woman is not fit to manage the internal matters of a house, she is fit for nothing, and should never be put in a house or over a house, any way.…
I am the one rich thing that morn Leaves for the ardent noon to win; Grasp me not, I have a thorn, But bend and take my being in. - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
I am the one rich thing that morn Leaves for the ardent noon to win; Grasp me not, I have a thorn, But bend and take my being in.
Under the snowdrifts the blossoms are sleeping, Dreaming their dreams of sunshine and June, Down in the hush of their quiet they're keeping Trills fr… - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
Under the snowdrifts the blossoms are sleeping, Dreaming their dreams of sunshine and June, Down in the hush of their quiet they're keeping Trills fr…
The winds were warm about us, the whole earth seemed the wealthier for our love. - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
The winds were warm about us, the whole earth seemed the wealthier for our love.
A full moon is poison to some; they shut it out at every crevice, and do not suffer a ray to cross them; it has a chemical or magical effect; it sick… - Harriet Elizabeth Prescott Spofford
A full moon is poison to some; they shut it out at every crevice, and do not suffer a ray to cross them; it has a chemical or magical effect; it sick…
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