There are women to whom nature has granted the gift of silent emotion. They have mobile faces, changeful eyes, soft lips, which express joy or desolation naturally, and with the charm of perfect simplicity and truth. — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
If you set out to do a good deed, you may do a hundred small kindnesses on the way. — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
And a proverb haunts my mind As a spell is cast, The mill cannot grind With the water that is past. — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
Goodbye, kind year, we walk no more together. But here in quiet happiness we part. — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
Listen to the Water-Mill: Through the live-long day How the clicking of its wheel Wears the hours away! Languidly the Autumn wind Stirs the… — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
Father, show me how to praise Thee When I seek Thy courts to-day; Guide me by Thy love, and raise me -- Let me… — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
The Master hath called us, in life's early morning, With spirits as fresh as the dew on the sod: We turn from the world,… — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
The pure, the beautiful, the bright, That stirred our hearts in youth, The impulse to a wordless prayer, The dreams of love and truth,… — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
There are women to whom nature has granted the gift of silent emotion. They have mobile faces, changeful eyes, soft lips, which express joy… — Sarah Doudney Copy Share Image
