“Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?Quote by Helen Hunt JacksonTopics: Quotes about Helen Hunt JacksonShare on:FacebookPinterestWhatsApp
O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon,...#Helen Hunt Jackson
When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud....#Helen Hunt Jackson
The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With...#Helen Hunt Jackson
