Celia Thaxter

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Perhaps the old monks were right when they tried to root love out; perhaps the poets are right when they try to water it. It is a blood-red flower, with the color of sin; but there is always the scent of a god about it.
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Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
That sunrise never failed us yet.

Celia Thaxter (b. June 29 1835, Portsmouth, New Hampshire - d. August 25 1894) was an American writer of poetry and stories.

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  • The summer day was spoiled with fitful storm;
    At night the wind died and the soft rain dropped;
    With lulling murmur, and the air was warm,
    And all the tumult and the trouble stopped.
    • The Nestling Swallows, in Drift-Weed (1878), p. 20.
  • Sad soul, take comfort, nor forget
    That sunrise never failed us yet.
    • The Sunrise never failed us yet, in Drift-Weed (1878), p. 64.
  • Already the dandelions
    Are changed into vanishing ghosts.
    • Already, in Drift-Weed (1878), p. 103.
  • Across the narrow beach we flit,
    One little sand-piper and I;
    • The Sand-piper (1862).

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