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Sarah Chauncey Woolsey

Sarah Chauncey Woolsey (January 29, 1835 – April 9, 1905) was an American children's author who wrote under the pen name Susan Coolidge.

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Spring's last-born darling, clear-eyed, sweet, Pauses a moment, with white twinkling feet, And golden locks in breezy play, Half teasing and half tender, to repeat Her song of May.

Play, Song, Spring, Sweet, White

Dry leaves upon the wall, Which flap like rustling wings and seek escape, A single frosted cluster on the grape Still hangs--and that is all.

Dry, Leaves, Seek, Wall, Wings

Earth's saddest day and gladdest day were just three days apart!

Day, Earth, Easter, Saddest, Three

As we meet and touch, each day, The many travelers on our way, Let every such brief contact be A glorious, helpful minister.

Day, Each Day, Let, Meet, Ministry, Way

We ring the bells and we raise the strain We hang up garlands everywhere And bid the tapers twinkle fair, And feast and frolic - and then we go Back to the same old lives again.

Back, Bells, Christmas, Fair, Garlands, Tapers

Yesterday's errors let yesterday cover.

Cover, Errors, Let, Yesterday

Every tear is answered by a blossom, Every sigh with songs and laughter blent, April-blooms upon the breezes toss them. April knows her own, and is content.

Blent, Breezes, Flower, Laughter, Song, Toss

The Autumn seems to cry for thee,Best lover of the Autumn-days!

Autumn, Best Love, Cry, Lover, Lovers

. . . this pause of rest, This morning hush before the sun.

Hush, Morning, Pause, Sun

Softly drops the crimson sun: Softly down from overhead, Drop the bell-notes, one by one, Melting in the melting red.

Bells, Down, Drops, Melting, Red, Sun

In the deep shadow of the porch A slender bind-weed springs, And climbs, like airy acrobat, The trellises, and swings And dances in the golden sun In fairy loops and rings.

Acrobat, Airy, Rings, Spring, Swings, Weed

To-morrow I will begin, thought Katy, as she dropped asleep that night. How often we all do so! And what a pity it is that when morning comes and to-morrow is to-day, we so frequently wake up feeling quite differently; careless or impatient, and not a bit inclined to do the fine things we planned overnight.

Feelings, Fine, Impatient, Morning, Night, Planned

Men die but sorrow never dies.

Die, Dies, Men, Sorrow

Every day is a fresh beginning; Listen my soul, to the glad refrain, And in spite of old sorrow and possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.

Begin, Heart, Pain, Soul, Spite

Now the last red ray is gone; Now the twilight shadows hie.

Hie, Rays, Red, Shadow, Twilight

Few things are more aggravating than to be forgiven when one has done no wrong.

Done, Forgiven, Forgiveness, Innocence, Things, Wrong