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.
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But once thou hast caressed me;For life, for death, thy love has cursed or blessed me;
Behold, I follow thee!
Helen Hunt Jackson
When love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget.
Helen Hunt Jackson
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.
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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.
Helen Hunt Jackson
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.
Helen Hunt Jackson
The mighty are brought low by many a thing Too small to name. Beneath the daisy's disk Lies hid the pebble for the fatal sling.
Helen Hunt Jackson
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