Sarah Margaret Fuller
Cambridge, Massachusetts, United States
Let me gather from the Earth, one full-grown
Let it bloom within my bosom through its one blooming hour.
Let it die within my bosom and to its parting breadth
Mine shall answer, having lived, I shrink not now from death.
It is this niggard halfness that turns my heart to stone,
'Tis the cup seen, not tasted, that makes the infant moan.
Let me for once press firm my lips upon the movement's brow,
Let me for once distinctly feel I am happy now.
And bliss shall seal a blessing upon the moments brow."
Sarah Margaret Fuller was one of the most influential female
writers in the literary circles of her time. Unlike females
of her time, Fuller received education at an early age as
her father persisted, but it permanently damaged her health.
Nevertheless, through her broad understanding of the world,
Fuller became a feminist. She was also the editor of various
transcendental and romantic literary magazines such as The
Dial. In 1847, Fuller traveled to Rome and married Marchese
Ossoli. In 1850, while sailing to the United States, she
was drowned with her husband and infant son when the ship
was wrecked off Fire Island, N.Y. Her works were republished
Woman in the Nineteenth Century (1845)
Summer on the Lakes in 1843 (1844)
Papers on Literature and Art (1846)
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