by Julia Ward Howe
Arise then...women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts! Whether your baptism be of water or of tears! Say firmly: "We will not have questions answered by irrelevant agencies, Our husbands will not come… Read the rest
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Our Country
by Julia Ward Howe
On primal rocks she wrote her name, Her towers were reared on holy graves; The golden seed that bore her came Swift-winged with prayer o'er ocean waves. The Forest bowed his solemn crest, And open flung… Read the rest
Rouge Gagne
by Julia Ward Howe
The wheel is turned, the cards are laid; The circle's drawn, the bets are made: I stake my gold upon the red. The rubies of the bosom mine, The river of life, so swift divine, In… Read the rest
The Battle Hymn of the Republic
by Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:… Read the rest
The Bee’s Song
by Julia Ward Howe
Do not tie my wings, Says the honey-bee; Do not bind my wings, Leave them glad and free. If I fly abroad, If I keep afar, Humming all the day, Where wild blossoms are, 'Tis to… Read the rest
A Trip to Cuba
A Thought for Washing Day
by Julia Ward Howe
The clothes-line is a Rosary Of household help and care; Each little saint the Mother loves Is represented there. And when across her garden plot She walks, with thoughtful heed, I should not wonder if she… Read the rest