My day is closed! the gloom of night is come! a hopeless darkness settles over my fate.
Joanna BaillieI can bear scorpion's stings, tread fields of fire, in frozen gulfs of cold eternal lie, be tossed aloft through tracts of endless void, but cannot live in shame.
Joanna BaillieA woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.
Joanna Baillie