Elizabeth Margaret Chandler,
Poetical Works — To A Stranger
“ To waken in thy heart its chords of holiest sympathy; It is for woman's bleeding heart, for woman's humbled form, O'er which the reeking lash is swung, with life's red current warm.It is for those who wildly mourn o'er many a broken tie, As sweet as those which swell thy heart with happiness so high ”
