Who is Helen Hunt Jackson

Helen Hunt Jackson (pen name, H.H.; October 15, 1830 – August 12, 1885), was an American poet and writer who became an activist on behalf of improved treatment of Native Americans by the United States government. She described the adverse effects of government actions in her history A Century of Dishonor (1881). Her novel Ramona (1884) dramatized the federal government's mistreatment of Native Americans in Southern California after the Mexican–American War and attracted considerable attention to her cause. Commercially popular, it was estimated to have been reprinted 300 times and most readers liked its romantic and picturesque qualities rather than its political content. The novel was so popular that it attracted many tourists to Southern California who wanted to see places ...
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Helen Hunt Jackson Poems

  • A Calendar Of Sonnets - September
    O golden month! How high thy gold is heaped!
    The yellow birch-leaves shine like bright coins strung
    On wands; the chestnut's yellow pennons tongue
    To every wind its harvest challenge. Steeped ...
  • A Calendar Of Sonnets - May
    O month when they who love must love and wed!
    Were one to go to worlds where May is naught,
    And seek to tell the memories he had brought
    From earth of thee, what were most fitly said? ...
  • A Calendar Of Sonnets - December
    The lakes of ice gleam bluer than the lakes
    Of water 'neath the summer sunshine gleamed:
    Far fairer than when placidly it streamed,
    The brook its frozen architecture makes, ...
  • A Calendar Of Sonnets - March
    Month which the warring ancients strangely styled
    The month of war,--as if in their fierce ways
    Were any month of peace!--in thy rough days
    I find no war in Nature, though the wild ...
  • A Calendar Of Sonnets - November
    This is the treacherous month when autumn days
    With summer's voice come bearing summer's gifts.
    Beguiled, the pale down-trodden aster lifts
    Her head and blooms again. The soft, warm haze ...
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Sweet 31 Love 20 I Love You 20 Earth 18 White 18 Never 17 Heart 14 Summer 13 Joy 13 Golden 13

Helen Hunt Jackson Quotes

  • Wounded vanity knows when it is mortally hurt and limps off the field, piteous, all disguises thrown away. But pride carries its banner to the last and fast as it is driven from one field unfurls it in another, never admitting that there is a shade less honor in the second field than in the first, or in the third than in the second.
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Comments about Helen Hunt Jackson

  • Poetsorg: silence again. the glorious symphony hath need of pause and interval of peace. —helen hunt jackson
  • Leslieesc: i used to live in a city that celebrated the legend of ramona and alessandro as it took place in the area. a book by helen hunt jackson told the story. i painted this for our celebration.
  • Plastic_bio: and every bird i ever knewback and forth in the summer flew;and breezes wafted over methe scent of every flower and tree:till i forgot the pain and gloomand silence of my darkened room - helen hunt jackson
  • Thalia_romana: when love is at its best, one loves so much that he cannot forget. – helen hunt jackson pusonglilaban ralphgail
  • Janetgs: 5 of 5 stars to colorado by helen hunt jackson
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 by John Milton

In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately
drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, 1637;
and, by occasion, foretells the ruin of our corrupted Clergy,
then in their height.

Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more,
Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,

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