Line 27: |
Line 27: |
| }} | | }} |
| | | |
− | ... | + | ... and set aside " the most ''stupendous fact''<ref>{{Style S-HPB SB. HPB note|Stupendous fact? – Stupendous {{Style S-Double underline|fraud}}!}}</ref> of the nineteenth century." |
| + | {{Style P-Signature in capitals|T. B. Taylor, M. D.}} |
| + | ''Boston, Mass., May'' 10''th'', 1875. |
| + | |
| + | |
| {{HPB-SB-item | | {{HPB-SB-item |
| | volume = 3 | | | volume = 3 |
Line 48: |
Line 52: |
| | | |
| ... | | ... |
| + | |
| | | |
| {{HPB-SB-item | | {{HPB-SB-item |
Line 54: |
Line 59: |
| | item = 3 | | | item = 3 |
| | type = poem | | | type = poem |
− | | status = wanted | + | | status = ok |
| | continues = | | | continues = |
− | | author = Piatt, S.M.B., Mrs. | + | | author = Piatt, Sarah Morgan Bryan |
| | title = From Two Windows | | | title = From Two Windows |
| | subtitle = | | | subtitle = |
Line 68: |
Line 73: |
| }} | | }} |
| | | |
− | ... | + | {{Style P-Poem|poem=He was young—and he saw the South : |
| + | : The bird and the rose were there, |
| + | And the god with the lifted look |
| + | : And the laurel in his hair. |
| + | Before him a palace stood;— |
| + | : And the shy wind moved the lace, |
| + | And showed by the torch of a dream |
| + | : A woman's wonderful face. |
| + | |
| + | He was old—and he saw the North : |
| + | : The mountains were fierce and bare, |
| + | And piteous swords of ice |
| + | : Were thrust at him from the air. |
| + | A rim blackened the moon ; |
| + | : And in that forlornest place, |
| + | Wasted with famine and tears, |
| + | : Was, a woman's awful face! |
| + | |signature= Mrs. S. M. B. Piatt.}} |
| + | |
| | | |
| {{HPB-SB-item | | {{HPB-SB-item |
Line 92: |
Line 115: |
| | | |
| {{Style S-HPB SB. Continues on | 3-223}} | | {{Style S-HPB SB. Continues on | 3-223}} |
| + | |
| + | |
| + | {{Footnotes}} |