Louisa May Alcott

(29 November 1832 – 6 March 1888 / Pennsylvania / United States)

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  • roberta mclauchlin (6/5/2018 12:56:00 PM)

    was there a real Laurie (the boy next door) in Louisas life?

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  • Alex H Hammon (1/16/2018 3:41:00 PM)

    She Is New It is like i Dont even know her so i am going to figure out about her

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  • Mike Monahan Mike Monahan (8/27/2012 12:25:00 PM)

    Love her poems! ! What a beautiful lady?

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  • Delphi Arbor (4/10/2009 8:44:00 PM)

    I gotta read her books. I'm in the middle of Little Women

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Best Poem of Louisa May Alcott

The Rock And The Bubble

Oh! a bare, brown rock
Stood up in the sea,
The waves at its feet
Dancing merrily.

A little bubble
Once came sailing by,
And thus to the rock
Did it gayly cry,--

"Ho! clumsy brown stone,
Quick, make way for me:
I'm the fairest thing
That floats on the sea.

"See my rainbow-robe,
See my crown of light,
My glittering form,
So airy and bright.

"O'er the waters blue,
I'm floating away,
To dance by the shore
With the foam and spray.

"Now, make way, make way;
For the waves are strong,
And their...

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My Kingdom

A little kingdom I possess
where thoughts and feelings dwell,
And very hard I find the task
of governing it well;
For passion tempts and troubles me,
A wayward will misleads,
And selfishness its shadow casts
On all my words and deeds.