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Too innocent for coquetry, too fond for idle scorning—
Oh friend, I fear the lightest heart makes sometimes heaviest mourning.

— Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

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More quotes by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

Every poet hopes that after-times
Shall set some value on his votive lay.

To the Duchess of Sutherland (1840)

For death and life, in ceaseless strife,
Beat wild on this world’s shore,
And all our calm is in that balm—
Not lost but gone before.

Not lost but gone before (1863)

O Twilight! Spirit that dost render birth
To dim enchantments; melting heaven with earth,
Leaving on craggy hills and running streams
A softness like the atmosphere of dreams.

The Winter’s Walk (1840)

A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers;
There was lack of woman’s nursing, there was dearth of woman’s tears.

I am listening for the voices
Which I heard in days of old.

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