Adelaide Anne Procter — English Poet born on October 30, 1825, died on February 02, 1864

Adelaide Anne Procter was an English poet and philanthropist. She worked prominently on behalf of unemployed women and the homeless, and was actively involved with feminist groups and journals. Procter never married, and some of her poetry has prompted speculation that she was a lesbian. She became unhealthy, possibly due to her charity work, and died of tuberculosis at the age of 38... (wikipedia)

Dreams grow holy put in action.
I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be a pleasant road.
The men are much alarmed by certain speculations about women; and well they may be, for when the horse and ass begin to think and argue, adieu to riding and driving.
No star is ever lost we once have seen, we always may be what we might have been.
Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, and my fingers wandered idly over the noisy keys. It seemed the harmonious echo from our discordant life.