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Helen Hunt Jackson [1831-1885] American

Rank: 101
Writer, Poet

Helen Maria Hunt Jackson, born Helen Fiske, was an American poet and writer who became an activist on behalf of improved treatment of Native Americans by the U.S. government.

Love, Thankful, Time, Best, God, Mom, Morning, Nature, Sad, Wedding

Quote	Tags	Rank
When Time is spent, Eternity begins.	Time	101
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.	Nature	102
Love has a tide!	Love	103
Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?		104
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather And autumn's best of cheer.	Best	105
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.	Sad	106
Motherhood is priced Of God, at price no man may dare To lessen or misunderstand.	God, Mom	107
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.	Morning, Time	108
When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.		109
The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.		110
When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.	Love	111
O month when they who love must love and wed.	Wedding	112
On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They call'd him dead; And made his eldest son, one day, Slave in his father's stead.		113
If I could write a story that would do for the Indian one-hundredth part what 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' did for the Negro, I would be thankful the rest of my life.	Thankful	114
If I can do one hundredth part for the Indian that Mrs. Stowe did for the Negro, I will be thankful.	Thankful	115
There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride.		116
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.		117
But all lost things are in the angels' keeping, Love; No past is dead for us, but only sleeping, Love; The years of Heaven with all earth's little pain Make Good Together there we can begin again, In babyhood.		118
There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families.		119
But great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.		120
Great loves, to the last, have pulses red; All great loves that have ever died dropped dead.		121
As soon as I began, it seemed impossible to write fast enough - I wrote faster than I would write a letter - two thousand to three thousand words in a morning, and I cannot help it.		122

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