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    Poetry
    Poetry
    Poetry
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    Poetry

    By Harriet Beecher-Stowe

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    Harriet Elisabeth Beecher Stowe (June 14, 1811 – July 1, 1896) was an American abolitionist and author. Her novel "Uncle Tom's Cabin" (1852) was a depiction of life for African Americans under slavery; it reached millions as a novel and play, and became influential in the United States and United Kingdom. It energized anti-slavery forces in the American North, while provoking widespread anger in the South. She wrote more than 20 books, including novels, three travel memoirs, and collections of articles and letters. She was influential for both her writings and her public stands on social issues of the day.

    Table of Contents:
    - The Other World
    - The Twelve Months: A New Year's Dream
    - Lines...
    - Knocking
    - The Crocus
    - Consolation
    - Mary at the Cross
    - The Old Psalm Tune
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBoD E-Short
    Release dateApr 28, 2015
    ISBN9783734790256
    Poetry
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    Harriet Beecher-Stowe

    Harriet Beecher Stowe (1811–1896) was an American abolitionist and author of more than 20 books, including novels, three travel memoirs, and collections of articles and letters. Her novel Uncle Tom's Cabin (1852) was a realistic account of life for African-Americans under slavery; it reached millions and became influential in the United States and United Kingdom.

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      Book preview

      Poetry - Harriet Beecher-Stowe

      Table Of Contents

      The Other World

      The Twelve Months: A New Year's Dream

      Lines...

      Knocking

      The Crocus

      Consolation

      Mary at the Cross

      The Old Psalm Tune

      Copyright

      The Other World

      It lies around us like a cloud,—

      The world we do not see;

      Yet the sweet closing of an eye

      May bring us there to be.

      Its gentle breezes fan our cheeks

      Amid our worldly cares;

      Its gentle voices whisper love,

      And mingle with our prayers.

      Sweet hearts around us throb and beat,

      Sweet helping hands are stirred,

      And palpitates the veil between

      With breathings almost heard.

      The silence—awful, sweet, and calm,—

      They have no power to break;

      For mortal words are not for them

      To utter or partake.

      So thin, so soft, so sweet they glide,

      So near to press they seem,

      They lull us gently to our rest,

      And melt into our dream.

      And, in the hush of rest they bring,

      'Tis easy

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