海伦·亨特·杰克逊

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O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
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If I can do one hundredth part for the Indian that Mrs. Stowe did for the Negro, I will be thankful.
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I shall be found with 'Indians' engraved on my brain when I am dead. A fire has been kindled within me, which will never go out.
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There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride.
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The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.
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I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.
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When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.
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Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
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Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.
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But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.
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