Not trust you, dear? Nay, ’t is not true.
As sailors trust the shifting sea
From day to day, so I trust you.
They know how smooth the sea can be;
And well they know its treachery
When tempests blow; yet forth they thrust
Their ships, as in...
Hannah Parker Kimball
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Myriads of motley molecules through space
Move round triumphant. By their whirlpool pace
Shall we be shaken? All in earth’s vast span,
Our very bodies, veer to other shapes,
Mid the mad dance one stubborn power escapes,
Looks on and marvels,—’t is the... -
Once when the wind was on the roof,
And nature seemed to question fate,
A fiery angel, in a dream,
Called on a soul to contemplate.“Look well about thy precincts, learn
What is thy gain, thy final stock,
Obtained from living day by day.”...