This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1897. Excerpt: ... LUCY STONE. "Can man be free and woman be a slave?"--Shelley"s Revolt of Islam. She was so gentle she disarmed reproach With one soft smile, wherein a white soul shone Unconscious of its loveliness--as lilies fair Wax purer for proximity to mire. She was so noble that she could not scorn The thorny weeds that frayed her simple robe; With such serenity in eyes and brow That envious natures paled to meet her calm. She was so brave, yet meek in her great strength, The wrong, abashed, recoiled before her mien. She was so sweet, the venomed sting of hate (Drowned in the honey of her mellow speech) Turned on itself, while she, like the wild rose, Smothered in perfume the attacking foe. LUCY STONE. 39 She was so loving that all human kind, Sad little ones who blushed for their soiled rags, Drawn to her side, pressed close to kiss her hand And felt the touch angelic that redeems. She was so fruitful of high thoughts and deeds, Oppression, cowardice, in very shame Shrank from her presence as the darkness flies Dawn"s radiant, rosy, silent messengers. She was so just she awed the venal judge Who voiced dark evil in the guise of law. She was "about her Father"s business" here, And dedicated her one lamb to God--In tireless service to her sisterhood. She was so true that none were false to her; So wedded to the good she held divine, The base and selfish kept aloof, nor pierced Her purer atmosphere, like that of stars. Oh, tender wife! Oh, mother! toiler! saint! Once have I thrilled to thy absolving kiss! 40 LUCY STONE. Hence consecrate to thy great purposes--I follow (if unworthy) to the gates That wide in music swing to welcome thee, Who woke to harmony discordant minds, And wrought in quiet power such miracles Of peace and blessing to down-trodden souls, Such broad...