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ELIZABETH OAKES SMITH (NEE PRINCE)
American poet and author
(1806 - 1893)

Beware of doubt--faith is the subtle chain
  Which binds us to the infinite: the voice
    Of a deep life within, that will remain
      Until we crowd it thence.
      - [Doubt]

How beautiful the water is!
  To me 'tis wondrous fair--
    No spot can ever lonely be
      If water sparkle there;
        It hath a thousand tongues of mirth,
          Of grandeur, or delight,
            And every heart is gladder made
              When water greets the sight.
      - [Water]

'T is the summer prime, when the noiseless air in perfumed chalice lies.
      - [Summer]

The measure of capacity is the measure of sphere to either man or woman.
      - [Ability]

The tender violet bent in smiles
  To elves that sported nigh,
    Tossing the drops of fragrant dew
      To scent the evening sky.
      - [Violets]

White wing'd angels meet the child
  On the vestibule of life.
      - [Angels]

Faith is the subtle chain
  Which binds us to the infinite; the voice
    Of a deep life within, that will remain
      Until we crowd it thence.
      - Atheism in Three Sonnets--Faith [Faith]

Yes, this is life; and everywhere we meet,
  Not victor crowns, but wailings of defeat.
      - Sonnet--The Unattained [Life]

Light household duties, ever more inwrought
  With placid fancies of one trusting heart
    That lives but in her smile, and turns
      From life's cold seeming and the busy mart,
        With tenderness, that heavenward ever yearns
          To be refreshed where one pure altar burns.
            Shut out from hence the mockery of life;
              Thus liveth she content, the meek, fond, trusting wife.
      - The Wife [Wives]

'Tis rushing now adown the spout,
  And gushing out below,
    Half frantic in its joyousness,
      And wild in eager flow.
        The earth is dried and parched with heat,
          And it hath long'd to be
            Released from out the selfish cloud,
              To cool the thirsty tree.
      - Water [Water]


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