Phrase by 'Helen Hunt Jackson'
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Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterName , Passion , Flame , Bee
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterBest , Summer , Weather , Autumn
The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterDown , Apple , Fruit , Yellow
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterTime , Moment , Morning , Sweet
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterIf I could write a story that would do for the Indian one-hundredth part what 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' did for the Negro, I would be thankful the rest of my life.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterLife , My Life , Rest , Thankful
As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterHelp , Words , Morning , Impossible
When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterMen , Eyes , Mother , Rose
There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterAnimal , Own , Connection , Blind
Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
Author: Helen Hunt Jackson - American WriterGreat , Dead , Red , Last
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