“Thou hastenest down between the hills to meet me at the road, The secret scarcely lisping of thy beautiful abode Among the pines and mosses of yonder shadowy height, Where thou dost sparkle into song, and fill the woods with light.” LightBeautifulSongSecretWoodsHillsHeightBrooksSparkleMossAbode Book:Wild Roses of Cape Ann: And Other Poems Source: Wild Roses of Cape Ann: And Other Poems
“Because its myriad glimmering plumes Like a great army's stir and wave; Because its golden billows blooms, The poor man's barren walks to lave: Because its sun-shaped blossoms show How souls receive the light of God, And unto earth give back that glow I thank him for the Goldenrod.” MenGivingSoulShowsLightEarthWalksPoorSunArmyWaveGoldenGiving BackBarrenPoor ManGreat ArmyGoldenrod Book:Wild Roses of Cape Ann: And Other Poems Source: Wild Roses of Cape Ann: And Other Poems
“I learned what education really is: the penetrating deeper and rising higher into life, as well as making continually wider explorations; the rounding of the whole human being out of its nebulous elements into form, as planets and suns are rounded, until they give out safe and steady light. This makes the process a infinite one, not possible to be completed at any school.” GivingHumansWellsWholeLightSchoolFormProcessHuman BeingsEducationSunPlanetsHigherSafeElementsInfiniteDeeperRisingExplorationSteady Book:A New England Girlhood, Outlined from Memory Source: A New England Girlhood, Outlined from Memory
“From the first opening of our eyes, it is the light that attracts us. We clutch aimlessly with our baby fingers at the gossamer-motes in the sunbeam, and we die reaching out after an ineffable blending of earthly and heavenly beauty which we shall never fully comprehend.” FirstsLightEyeDiesBabyFingersOpeningReachingHeavenlyReach OutClutchIneffableSunbeams Book:The Unseen Friend Source: The Unseen Friend
