Welcome Guest Login

julia ward howe-1


The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will s

The shell of objects inwardly consumed
Will stand till some convulsive wind awakes
Such sense hath Fire to waste the heart of things

Read Full

Arise then women of this day Arise all w

Arise then...women of this day!
Arise all women who have hearts!
Whether your baptism be of water or of tears!
Say firmly
"W......

Read Full

I never made a poem dear friend I never sa

I never made a poem dear friend
I never sat me down and said
This cunning brain and patient hand
Shall fashion something to be rea......

Read Full

What is thy thought of me What is thy feelin

What is thy thought of me?
What is thy feeling?
Lov""st thou the veil of sense
Or its revealing?
Leav""st thou the maiden rose
Read Full

Howe s Final version Mine eyes have seen the

Howe""s Final version
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are......

Read Full