I Arise From Dreams Of Thee, And

See The Mountains Kiss High Heaven And The Waves Clasp One Another; No Sister-flower Would Be Forgiven If It Disdained Its Brother; And The Sunlight Clasps The Earth, And The Moonbeams Kiss The Sea - What Is All This Sweet Work Worth If Thou Kiss Not Me?

I Love Love - Though He Has Wings, And Like Light Can Flee, But Above All Other Things, Spirit, I Love Thee - Thou Art Love And Life! Oh Come, Make Once More My Heart Thy Home.

Can Man Be Free If Woman Be A Slave?

Revenge And Wrong Bring Forth Their Kind; The Foul Cubs Like Their Parents Are.

Worse Than A Bloody Hand Is A Hard Heart.