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Julia Ward Howe

(1819 - 1910 / United States)

Quotations

  • ''Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
    He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are
    stored;
    He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;''
    Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910), U.S. feminist, writer. The Battle Hymn of the Republic (l. 1-3). . . Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company.
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  • ''Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
    Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
    Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
    His truth is marching on.''
    Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910), U.S. feminist, writer. The Battle Hymn of the Republic (l. 6-9). . . Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company.
  • ''In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
    With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
    As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free;''
    Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910), U.S. feminist, writer. The Battle Hymn of the Republic (l. 26-28). . . Our Holidays in Poetry. Mildred P. Harrington and Josephine H. Thomas, comps. (1929) The H. W. Wilson Company.

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Coquette et Froide

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
Drooping and blushing,
Or rend'st its bosom with
Kissing and crushing?
I would be beautiful

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