“A many-colored light flows from our sun;
Art, 'neath its beams a motley thread has spun;
The prison modifies the perfect day;
But thou hast known such mediums to shun,
And cast once more on life a pure white ray.
Absorbed in the creations of thy mind,
Forgetting daily self, my truest friend I find.”

— Margaret Fuller

Life Without and Life Within (1859), Flaxman

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American feminist, poet, author, and activist 1810–1850

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