My soul, be not disturbed By planetary war; Remain securely orbed In this contracted star.
Elinor Morton Hoyt Wylie (1885 - 1928)
Source: Address to My Soul, 1928, st. I
Contributed by: Zaady
Say not of Beauty she is good, Or aught but beautiful.
Source: Beauty, 1921
I was, being human, born alone; I am, being woman, hard beset; I live by squeezing from a stone The little nourishment I get.
Source: Let No Charitable Hope, 1923, st. 2
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