Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli: New York ; Europe ; HomewardR. Bentley, 1852 |
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... sure it would be so with me , -that , resigned , I could do well , but happy , I could do excellently . Happiness must , with the well - born , expand the generous affections towards all men , and invigorate one to deserve what the gods ...
... sure it would be so with me , -that , resigned , I could do well , but happy , I could do excellently . Happiness must , with the well - born , expand the generous affections towards all men , and invigorate one to deserve what the gods ...
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... sure there is a way . “ I think the black gaoler laughs now , hoping that while I want to show that Woman can have the free , full action of intellect , he will prove in my own self that she has not physical force to bear it . Indeed ...
... sure there is a way . “ I think the black gaoler laughs now , hoping that while I want to show that Woman can have the free , full action of intellect , he will prove in my own self that she has not physical force to bear it . Indeed ...
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... sure of my foot - print would be left on the earth . " A few extracts from her manuscripts upon this subject may be of interest , as indicating the spirit and aim with which she wrote : - " To those of us who hate emphasis and exag ...
... sure of my foot - print would be left on the earth . " A few extracts from her manuscripts upon this subject may be of interest , as indicating the spirit and aim with which she wrote : - " To those of us who hate emphasis and exag ...
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... struggle when you leave this shelter ! O , be sure that you are fitted to triumph over evil , before you again expose yourselves to it ! And , instead of wasting your time and strength in vain wishes , use this 42 NEW YORK .
... struggle when you leave this shelter ! O , be sure that you are fitted to triumph over evil , before you again expose yourselves to it ! And , instead of wasting your time and strength in vain wishes , use this 42 NEW YORK .
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... sure , they were covered with water , but I was already entirely wet with the mist , so that it did not matter . I kept on scrambling , as it happened , in the right direction , till , about seven , some of the shepherds found me . The ...
... sure , they were covered with water , but I was already entirely wet with the mist , so that it did not matter . I kept on scrambling , as it happened , in the right direction , till , about seven , some of the shepherds found me . The ...
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acquaintance American amid asked beautiful brothers called calm character child dark dear death desire English enjoy enter expression eyes fear feel felt Florence flowers force French friends gave give given hand happy hear heard heart hope influence interest Italian Italy keep kind knew known learned least leave less letter light live look Madame Margaret meet mind months morning mother mountains nature never night noble once Ossoli pain passed person picture present pure received remain rest Roman Rome seemed seen side society soon soul speak spirit strength suffered sure sweet sympathy talk things thought told true turn walk weeks winter wish woman women worthy write young
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Page 2 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Page 75 - Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Page 75 - I go to prove my soul! I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive ! what time, what circuit first, I ask not: but unless God send his hail Or blinding fireballs, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time!
Page 2 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
Page 1 - He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity.
Page 97 - I was quite carried away with the rich flow of his discourse; and the hearty, noble earnestness of his personal being brought back the charm which once was upon his writing, before I wearied of it. I admired his Scotch, his way of singing his great, full sentences, so that each one was like the stanza of a narrative ballad.
Page 103 - He sings, rather than talks. He pours upon you a kind of satirical, heroical, critical poem, with regular cadences, and generally catching up, near the beginning, some singular epithet, which serves as a refrain when his song is full, or with which, as with a knitting needle, he catches up the stitches, if he has chanced, now and then, to let fall a row.